Bad Bag day (English version)
So this is my newest short story. I've been through this in real life and only afterwards I could laugh about it. I hope you like it and please leave a comment, that would mean the world to me.
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Today is the day of the retest so I get up 10 minutes earlier and hurry in the moring at school I walk to my locker, after fighting the storm for 20 minutes and put my jacket in the locker. I walk up the stairs to the first floor of the school and take my place in the class room. When I’m almost finished my test I see Janine pointing at the floor behind me and so does Marije. I look backwards to the ground and see a huge stream of drinking stuff laying on the floor, the teacher comes our way and I say “I think my bottle of cola spilled on the floor..” “Hmm I see..” the teacher says. “First finish your test then go getting a towel to clean up this mess..” He says. I finish my algebra test and walk to the school kitchen to get a towel, while I’m busy cleaning up the class room I feel like cinderella. Then after the next class we got a free hour so I go on my bike back to home. At home my mom wants to know why I’m home that early. I show her my bag. “How did that happen?” “I think the bottle of cola exploded.. So I’m here to grap another bag and go back to school, I’ve a free hour.” “Okay, I’ll wash your bag.” Mom says. I run upstairs and grap another bag and put my books in it and go back to school.
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Iedereen heel erg bedankt! En ik zou het heel leuk vinden als jullie ook nog anderen vragen om mijn blog te lezen 
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