Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-37090617-20181006214715/@comment-37090617-20181014042500

Maybe I can start off this story like this (Didn't pay attention to grammar, but if you like it, then I'll fix grammar errors."

"I opened my eyes to a bright, sun. The light was piercing through the window, but what woke me up was that my mom was calling me. Today was Monday, and like most people, I hated Mondays, and that meant school after what felt like a short, 2 day break. I was so tired, I didn't want to get out of bed, but I had to force myself.

I did my regular morning routine, and ate breakfast. On the way to school, I checked my phone, and really had nothing to do. For the fun of it, I checked the news, which was unusual of a kid my age. "Jack Robert, a 37 year old male, was found dead near a school. Police have been investigating, and it turns out that he was identified as a substitute teacher on his way to work. If you have any information about the murder of Mr. Robert, immediately let police know."

I felt bad for the guy, but when I went to images, there was a picture of my school. The caption read "Mr. Robert was found near this school." Kind of creepy, I thought to myself. I didn't think about why the guy got murdered, or where the murderer is now.

I was able to move up in traffic at a slow pace, due to the police investigating the scene. Blue and red lights were flashing, and it was hard to look ahead. I knew what was going to be talked about at school. Interestingly, there are 7 Mr. Roberts at our school, and substitues commonly had that name.

School started and I headed to advisory. "Did you see the murder that happened outside of school?" My friend tells me.

"It was a substitute teacher," I tell him. "and police say he was supposed to be here. It's a real shame."

After advisory, I have 4 of my boring classes, and I couldn't stand any of them. I'm glad lunch was next."