I woke up to the smell of bacon and the sound of a tv downstairs. It was a brand new day. Me, my mom and my sister had decided to go to the Flatirons mall after church today. I wanted a yo yo and my mom was going to look at furniture. I had done a lot of research about this yo yo. It was $15 exactly, I had $20 just in case. I got up, dressed, and hurried downstairs. I ate breakfast as fast as I could. My mom came downstairs and ate with me and my dad. and then came Kennedy, my sister. She was playing her music as loud as possible, and singing along with it. She listens to this Canadian folk song band. It’s terrible music, I hate it. “Are you ready to go to church?” My mom asked. “Yep.” I answered. After breakfast, we all got in the car …show more content…
I don’t know why Kennedy’s coming, she hates the mall. We exited the car and my heart started beating really fast. I was so excited. I ran to the door and held it open for mom and Kennedy. I went to the directory and found where the toy store was. I ran all the way there, Kennedy and mom trying to keep up. I was so excited. I found the store and went inside. I looked everywhere, and couldn’t find the yo yo. I went to the clerk and asked where the yo yos …show more content…
I was so sad, I felt like sinking to the floor and just slowly deteriorate. It ruined my night, and so I walked out of the door and sat down. After about 3 minutes, I realized that mom was gone and so was Kennedy. I was lost! I started to panic when I saw Kennedy running towards me. I was so relieved. “Omg, I thought-” “Come on! We found the coolest store!” she interrupted. She dragged me into this store with a bunch of cool paper weights on rows of shelves. The store smells like incense. She dragged me to the back where I saw the most beautiful thing in the world. It was a bunch of swords, beautiful swords, but there was more. There were nunchucks, knives, maces, helmets, shields, and shurikens. I was so excited, I grabbed my money grabbed a sword, and walked over to the shop owner. “Oh, no no no no no no no.” my mom said. She grabbed the sword and put it back. “You’re not buying a sword!” “It’s not sharp.” the shop owner said. She grabbed a piece of paper and cut it with the sword, but did not succeed. She handed me the sword and smiled. My mom’s grip on my arm loosened, she was still pending whether or not I could get