Flash Fiction

What’s it like to have a terrible day? It starts off pouring rain. Your whole body gets soaked. Your hair frizzes. You go to get all the work you’ve missed the past couple of days because you were sick previously. You realize that you have a lot of make up work to do. But hey your still wet. Your cold. And by the end of the day your tired. All you want to do it go home.  Take a shower. And curl up in bed.