“WHAT’S WRONG WITH THIS IRON!!!” I screamed “THAT’S IT I HATE THIS IRON I’M GONNA THROW IT OUT THE WINDOW!!!”
Walking to the window I threw the iron out – then WHOOSH! BANG!
“Ouch what hit my head?” said a confused stranger.
“Oops” I screeched in horror.
What will happen to me?
I hid under the un-ironed clothes for a very long time until I got hungry.
I felt guilty and looked outside the window. From what I could see there was an ambulance, a fire truck and a police car.
Wait, what? Why is there a fire truck?
Never mind anyways I’m just gonna stay here inside (and eat).