How not to do Homework.

 “Goodnight, Ryan,” I could hear my mom wishing me good sleep from my doorway. It was then that I started looking around, chillingly worried. I realized no one would be awake except me in a few minutes, I had forgotten to do my homework, and I put it off until late at night. Suddenly, I remembered I would be grounded for a month if I didn’t do it, and I had to finish it now. I swiftly jumped out of bed, and landed firmly on my stomach (it was actually kind of painful). I searched for my flashlight under my bed. When I found my flashlight, I quietly ran down the hall to my backpack. I messed around with some folders and finally found my homework.

 I propped the flashlight on the table to where it lit up my homework, and put my pencil to the paper. But I didn’t write anything. It was then I realized that I didn’t know how to do this. I had been absent for a lesson when we were taught to multiply, and I had planned to learn it the next day during a free period. To avoid getting in trouble, I decided to devise a plan in my head right then and there. First, I planned to go in my mom’s room, get a calculator, get out, use it for tonight, and learn about multiplication tomorrow. I envisaged the plan in my head. Then, I tiptoed to my mom’s room to discover she was awake, watching TV. I had realized she hadn’t seen me yet and jumped on my stomach quietly. I army crawled across the room, trying to avoid the attention of the dog. My mom looked over at my dad to see if he was asleep, which opened a chance for me to grab the calculator, which was on my mom’s nightstand. The thought that I would be grounded for so long if I got caught made my heart jump out of my chest. I didn’t want to be in trouble for a whole month. I grabbed it quickly and swiftly army crawled out of the room without attracting more attention.

 When I got the calculator I looked at the paper. I panicked when I saw that the paper said, “Show your work.” This would take too long, and I had to get some sleep. My eyelids were getting heavy, but I kept working. After a while, when I was halfway through my homework, for a second everything faded to black. I suddenly woke up in a panic when the sun shone my face through the window, and panicked even more when I looked at my watch. It was 5:45. That’s fifteen minutes until my mom’s alarm clock goes off. I grabbed the calculator and worked the fastest I ever could in my life. I was on the last problem when the alarm clock went off, but I knew my mom always went to the restroom after waking up and I had some time. Quickly, I put the answer on the paper, shoved it in my bag, and sprinted to my room. I couldn’t get the covers over me to pretend to be asleep, because it was caught on my bed. After a minute of struggling I heard my mom’s footsteps walking to my room, and that’s when I finally got the cover free from my bed and threw it over me. As the cover was in the air I turned on my side, and closed my eyes as fast as I could. Just as the covers landed on me perfectly, I could hear the door open. My mom walked over to me and woke me up, where I acted the most tired I possibly could. I had successfully deceived my mom and got up happily.

 I happily– and exhaustively– got help with the subject during some free time, I never got grounded, and my parents still don’t know about the incident (Note to my parents: this story is purely fictional and I have not really done anything like this. Further proving this, ask yourself when the last time you kept a calculator on your nightstand.). That’s when I learned not to put things off, what adrenaline feels like, and how to sneak past people like a ninja.

2 thoughts on “How not to do Homework.

  1. LOL, Ninja Boy. That was a great story, I could feel the pressure. your writing keeps getting better and better. Keep it up! I loved it.

    Granddaddy

  2. This made me laugh out loud, Ryan! You have the best sense of humor! Great job!

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