"How was school today Ellie?" My mom asks as I get in the car.
"Fine," I say tired as always.
"Did anything happen today? Anything important?" She says as if she knows something.
"Not really. Except I had a French test," I say distantly because my phone is distracting me.
"Well, how did it go?"
"It was alright, I studied so hard for it. I think I made an A," I say still distracted by my phone.
"Good."
We drive the rest of the car ride in silence because my mom has nothing to say, and I am too distracted to say anything. "Home already," I mumble to myself, not noticing how short one car ride could be.
"What was that?" My mom asks.
"Nothing," I say annoyed.
"Ellie start your homework soon! You need to go to bed by 10:00," says my mom knowing by the time I finished homework and lollygagging on my phone, it will already be 11:00.
"Mom but I am so tired, can't I just hang out in the living room for 30 minutes?" I beg.
"I'm not in charge of your homework or test grades but just get it done,"
"You know I will mom"
After 1 hour my mom finds me sleeping on the couch, she shakes me awake and I realized I still had to do homework.
"Mom, what time is it?" I say quickly.
"5:30, have you even started homework yet?" she knows it takes me 3 hours to do homework without my phone, and even longer with it.
"Oh my gosh! I have to go do it!"
"Wait, dinners ready,"
"Ugh, I am not even very hungry,"
"Just come eat, it will only take about 15 minutes,"
"15 minutes out of the time I have to do homework," I whisper to myself.
I scarf down the poppy seed chicken we ate that night and rushed up stairs.
"Okay, Spotify," I say to myself.
I have to put on music while I work because it helps me concentrate. I pull up Science and English and work on taking notes as I am writing my blog comments. Then I pull out my math workbook and talk to myself as I do the problems.
"2 times 3 divided by 3 equals 2, and now 2-165 equals negative 163," I finished.
"Done, finally, I say as write the last number.
"I am never taking a nap after school again"' I mumble because I know that it slows me down.
"Goodnight Ellie!" My mom screams from downstairs.
"Goodnight" I scream back.
"Fine," I say tired as always.
"Did anything happen today? Anything important?" She says as if she knows something.
"Not really. Except I had a French test," I say distantly because my phone is distracting me.
"Well, how did it go?"
"It was alright, I studied so hard for it. I think I made an A," I say still distracted by my phone.
"Good."
We drive the rest of the car ride in silence because my mom has nothing to say, and I am too distracted to say anything. "Home already," I mumble to myself, not noticing how short one car ride could be.
"What was that?" My mom asks.
"Nothing," I say annoyed.
"Ellie start your homework soon! You need to go to bed by 10:00," says my mom knowing by the time I finished homework and lollygagging on my phone, it will already be 11:00.
"Mom but I am so tired, can't I just hang out in the living room for 30 minutes?" I beg.
"I'm not in charge of your homework or test grades but just get it done,"
"You know I will mom"
After 1 hour my mom finds me sleeping on the couch, she shakes me awake and I realized I still had to do homework.
"Mom, what time is it?" I say quickly.
"5:30, have you even started homework yet?" she knows it takes me 3 hours to do homework without my phone, and even longer with it.
"Oh my gosh! I have to go do it!"
"Wait, dinners ready,"
"Ugh, I am not even very hungry,"
"Just come eat, it will only take about 15 minutes,"
"15 minutes out of the time I have to do homework," I whisper to myself.
I scarf down the poppy seed chicken we ate that night and rushed up stairs.
"Okay, Spotify," I say to myself.
I have to put on music while I work because it helps me concentrate. I pull up Science and English and work on taking notes as I am writing my blog comments. Then I pull out my math workbook and talk to myself as I do the problems.
"2 times 3 divided by 3 equals 2, and now 2-165 equals negative 163," I finished.
"Done, finally, I say as write the last number.
"I am never taking a nap after school again"' I mumble because I know that it slows me down.
"Goodnight Ellie!" My mom screams from downstairs.
"Goodnight" I scream back.
This is such a good post! Your details are great. I like how you told a real story, it felt very personal and easy to connect with.
ReplyDeleteNice post Ellie! I love y=how you tell us about you personal experience.
ReplyDeleteGood Job! I can definitely relative to this. The details in your dialogue is really good. It gives me a vivid image of how the story went on!
ReplyDeleteThis is told with great details! I can also relate to issues with procrastination.
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