Posted by rangeibhlin | Posted in Béarla, One hundred word challenge | Posted on March 18, 2017
Whenever I’m in a race I’m always coming first until my mom rings me and I stop and answer the phone while everyone runs past me. The other week I was just about two inches away to the line until my mother rang me to tell me I had a pair of under pants just in case I have an accident and I’m in sixth class. She is always embarrassing me and making me slow. One day I might leave my phone behind but still it’s more anoying than a tickle machine, so that is why I’m always last.