NO STRESS
Before I could, the sea monster came and ate her too. I
smiled and laughed. Life was just getting better.
I used to dream and dream that there’d be a sea
monster that ate everyone that stressed me out. It
was scaly and had about 20 razor sharp teeth. A
snake with the head of a piranha—some might say a
piranhaconda. This sea monster would only keep
everyone inside until they had thought over their
actions and had become changed people. I’d fall into
a deep sleep and…
I began to take the sea monster for granted.
I was having it eat people left and right. My US History
teacher for giving me homework, the dean for catching me
out of uniform, the freshman that looked at me when I was
in a bad mood. Soon enough the entire school and everyone
in it were eaten. I figured no one learned their lesson because
everyone that was eaten was still inside the sea monster.
I was already late. It was 6:41, the time I was
supposed to leave my house to catch the bus. “Steph,
get all the garbage cans and take out the garbage.” My
Dad was like an annoying bee, always buzzing to tell
me to do last-minute chores. “I can’t! I’m going to miss
the bus.” “I’ll take away your phone for a week,” he said
in a mocking voice. My stress level was on its way from
a 2 to an 8 but before it could rise, the sea monster came
and ate my Dad. I wasn’t all that worried. I figured he’d
be fine. I didn’t do the chores but I did get to school on
time, and that was all that mattered to me.
First block, religion. The only person I
hated seeing everyday was Chloe, the one girl that had
a smart-ass comment for everything. I was waiting for
the second she’d say something snobby so I could put
her in h