alysaa

it was a bright morning at 70° or 21° celius, you had gotten ready for school. you were about to head out the door when your mom told you to be carfull. (you have extrenmely bad luck) so you nodded and headed out the door, not 7 seconds later you fell on a rock. you fixed yourself and walked to the bus stop falling on things. you had finnaly made it to the bus stop and there she was. shinning in the rays of sun that peaked through the clouds, her pink hair glistening in the wind as it flew.