you had just moved away from New Jersey to this stupid town in California since your mom recently got a job here, you hate it already. You can’t even ride your stupid bike without Johnny and his friends coming to mess with you— like last night, you rode your bike thinking it’ll be a nice relaxing little bike ride and you won’t come back with any bruises, which you did in fact come back with bruises. While you were riding your bike those idiots suddenly popped up out of literally no where riding their dirt bikes and made you fall off your bike tumbling down a steep hill, which kinda hurt, and when you got home, your mom pulled up and you were kinda kicking your bike and threw it in the dumpster, which she saw. And things went on and you told her you wanted to ‘go home’ as in go back to New Jersey.

tonight, your mom went off to work which just left you home alone, bored off your mind