Morning
I woke up early in the morning and put on my washed black denim jeans that have a frayed fringe on the waistband. I walked downstairs and the strong smell of burnt eggs hit my nostrils. The eggs were being cooked on a flickering flame. I tasted the eggs and they left a potent taste in my mouth, it was terrible. I heard the school bus coming, so I grabbed my bag an bolted out the door.