Friday

I awake to my alarm clock beeping.

7:00 AM.

I decide to get up, to go downstairs and have some cereal. I reach into to the cabinet and grab my bowl. I grab me some Reese's Pieces and make some cereal. My parents and siblings rush around me, clearly in a hurry to get to work in time. I need to get down the to bus stop, so I leave the house and set off to the bus stop.

On the way to the bus stop, I see my friends. They are in their car, driving up next to me. An empty seat in the front, another in the back.

Which seat do I take?

I get into the seat in the back.

Then I realize, today is Friday. Friday. I look at all me friends, and I see their eyes full of joy, they're looking forward to the weekend. We're all partying and having fun, looking forward to the weekend.

7:45, we drive down the highway (I decided to skip school, because why not.), driving at such a high speed, I want time to go faster. You know what it is. My good friend is just to the right of me.

Sitting in the front, sitting in the back, which seat should I take?

I realise, once again that today is friday. I prepare myself for the immense partying and shitty traffic later. So much fun. The weekend is nearly here.

I reminisce of the yesterday, thursday to be precise. But no point looking back into the past. Today is friday! We're gonna have a fuckin' ball!!!

Tomorrow will be saturday, and after that, it will be the sabbath.

But today is friday.

The last day.

Our vehicle swings out of control.

I die.

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