Personal Narrative: Working Outside Of High School

As I was sitting on the ground in the street, I heard a belt buckle jingle. I knew then that life was ending right then and there. Little did I know, my dad was already looking for me as I was riding my bike. My teacher had already called, explaining how I acted up in class that day. My dad took a swing and my leg suddenly unbroke and I ran for dear life. Of courses he eventually caught up with me and I sore for about a week straight. From that day, until school ended I hated that teacher, but I was her best student. I got everything taken from me including the bike. I never seen that bike again after that even until this day. It seemed like forever until I seen daylight outside of school. In fact, I couldn't got to recess until I wrote "I