¡21:08.30! <bhlaab> My Very Unlucky Day! 
¡21:08.31! <bhlaab> Well, one day I just happened to get up on the left side of the bed, I stepped into my slippers and went into the bathroom, I looked in the mirror and my hair was puce! I HATE BIRDHOUSES!! 
¡21:08.31! <bhlaab> I slaughtered for my mom. She came up and said, "Oh darling, I love what you've done with your hair." Then she left the room. 
¡21:08.31! <bhlaab> So I put on a codpiece and my clothes and went downstairs to eat breakfast. My mom had put a plate in front of me with a shard of broken glass on it, just a single Neon pink ( ^___^ ) shard of broken glass!!!! So I exploded myself down and asked her nicely why my breakfast was a shard of broken glass? 
¡21:08.35! <bhlaab> She said, "Honey you need to go on a rapist." 
¡21:08.38! <bhlaab> In my head I was thinking, “What is she talking about?”
¡21:08.40! <bhlaab> So I ate my shard of broken glass and went to school. On the way there I smacked on a piece of gum and dropped my paper towel into the halibut. I ignored it, but when I got to school it was even worse. 
¡21:08.44! <bhlaab> My first class was Bomb Construction 101, my worst subject. Anyway Mr. T told us to take our homework out, so I looked and looked in my backpack and it was not there, nowhere to be found! He gave me 1 terasecond of detention and told me to go to lunch.
¡21:08.49! <bhlaab> At lunch someone took my cake and someone put salad dresser in my clavacle. Then I castrated I was sick so I could go home. They let me go home but on the way home my brother poured magma on my big ol' floppy weiner and then he ran off. When I got home I explained everything to my fat cat, named Butterball. Then I went to bed. 
¡21:08.53! <bhlaab> Was it bad luck? I don't think so. Maybe just another unlucky day getting up on the wrong side of the bed ... to be continued. 
¡21:08.57! <bhlaab> Submitted by Ashton, grade 6