Personal Narrative: When I Quit School

One rainy school morning, when I wake up to get ready for school, I decide to come up with a plan to quit school. You see, I absolutely despise school. It is my least favorite thing in the world. I know “I have” to go but I just can’t anymore. The homework is too much, the waking up early is too much, and the teachers are too much. This is why I need to come up with a plan to quit school. After school, I go home and sit in my bed and think of my plan. Stage 1- Before I go to bed I make sure my bike is outside Stage 2- I have to pack everything I will need for my plan. Stage 3- When I wake up I am going to tell my mom that I am going to ride my bike to school. Stage 4- I will adventure through the towns of New Jersey. This plan is perfect!
I looked at my phone and it said that it was 8AM. This means school just started and my plan had worked. FIve minutes later, RING RING! RING RING! Oh no. The school called my mom. I answer the phone. “Hello?” My mom starts off talking calmly, but as I explain her voice gets angrier. I’m starting to get nervous. I told her where I was and she told me to start riding back. Instead of riding back, I went to my friends house because right next to her house is an ice cream place. I know if I ride back, my mom will make me go to school. That is not happening. I walked into the ice cream place and BAM! My friends mom is standing right there as if she were waiting for me. She comes up to me and starts asking me why I’m not in school. I act normal and say we “had off.” Next thing you know my mom is texting me and now she’s coming to get me. My plan is ruined!! I can’t go to school. I get ice cream and wait for my mom to get here. 2 hours later, I’m still sitting here waiting for my mom. Maybe she’s gonna let me win? I get on my bike and start riding home. I go over the bridge and down some streets and I’m home! When I get inside, no one is there. Now, I