The Boring Day

So this is a silly thing I wrote for English today based, partially, off of a true story of a little neighbor. The names and places have been changed to protect his identity. (If the piece seems a little strange, it's because I had to have certain parts of speech in it.) Enjoy! :)


     Could a day in little Johnny's life be boring? To start the day Johnny rolled out of bed, and landed on Lulu, the dog, who yelped, causing no small commotion. Giving her a big Johnny hug, he apologized, much to Lulu's discomfort. Mom decided it was high time he was dressed, but she didn't approve of his choice of clothes. Plaids and stripes apparently don't mix. After that adventure he went to breakfast and, when Mom wasn't looking, he poured himself a nice bowl of cereal. She did not appreciate his messy style though. Upon deciding that he didn't like his pants, he took them off, just as the school bus was coming up the road. Somehow Mom managed get him on the bus, on time, and fully dressed. That day at school his favorite person Ms. Casey, the Art Teacher, had the whole class paint a picture of something they wanted to have. Johnny decided that he was a better canvas than the one she gave him. 
    When he got home, he proudly showed his Mom his newly decorated shirt. Mom, again, did not like his style but she got distracted by a phone call. Johnny thought Mom was hard to please and decided it was time to see what big brother Ben was doing outside. While riding his bike down the middle of the street, Johnny saw his new friends, DJ and Blake, going into their house. Johnny followed them in, leaving his bike in a ditch. Sometime later, he reappeared with a juice box and mouthful of goldfish crackers.  
     Oh look! There's big brother Ben and several of his friends playing with a Frisbee in the front yard. Grabbing his bike, Johnny peddled  home as fast as his short legs would carry him. Crossing in front of an oncoming car, he couldn't understand why everyone got so upset with him. Dinner passed much the same as breakfast. Mom decided that after the messy day Johnny had, that he needed a bath before he went to bed. To say that she later regretted that decision might be an understatement. At the end of the day Dad tucked a tired but dry Johnny into his warm bed as Mom mopped up the watery mess in the bathroom. It had been a very boring day.