Describe a day at school when everything went wrong essay

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Explanation:

A day in school is normally like any other day, but there is a day that we would like to forget, in which nothing right seemed to happen. Till today I have nightmares recalling the day and wish I do not have to relive the same again.

      It was on the first of September last year and we were in the midst of our half yearly exams, that I got up an hour late. I was feeling quite dizzy, for I had gone to sleep late last night, after giving finishing touches to my preparation for the English Language test. The look at my alarm clock left me pale. I had just ten minutes to board the bus for school. I scrambled from bed and finished my daily chores in a jiffy.

       I had barely got dressed when the blaring horn of the bus sounded. Clutching my bag, I hounded out of the driveway but to my dismay the bus was nowhere in sight. Rushing back I entreated my father to drop me to school in his car. He grudgingly agreed, after giving me a pep talk on being so careless.

       I reached school about twenty minutes late, being immediately ticked off by the monitor and asked to stay back after school as punishment. I took this in my stride, cursing my ill stars for the humiliation. On reaching my class I took my seat and settled down to face the test. The question paper left me _______ !! :p Was I hallucinating ? I pinched myself to see whether I was in my senses. Yes I was. I glanced at my watch, it was indeed the first of September and the test slated was not English but ''MATHS''. The earth seemed to slip beneath me, as I tried to come to preparation was indeed a nightmare.

        I however gathered my wits and began to attempt the question with trembling back.

  After two hours the ordeal was finally over. I had vision of a sound whacking, which are in store for me. I was morose throughout the lunch recess and my friend Nitish comforted me, allaying my fears. As if this was not enough, I was punished for not bringing the science book and was asked to stand outside class. I heaved a sigh of relief on hearing the toll of the school bell. But alas ! I had to stay back for detention, which meant catching a public bus to reach home.

       The bus journey home was an altogether shattering experience. I had first hand experience of how sardines must feel, being so tightly packed. It is now over a year, but I have sill illusions of this nightmare of that day when everything went wrong in school. Recalling it sends a shiver down my spine.

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