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MONSTERS FOR RENT
By Thomas Hund
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Chapter OneRusty's frustrating day started when he heard the alarm. He grumbled and turned it off. He rolled over to catch a few more ZZZZ.
"Rusty, you have one minute to get down here!" announced his mother in her usual bossy mommy voice that meant business.
Five minutes later Rusty rushed down the stairs just as his mother's voice rose to a serious holler. "Day in, day out, I have to remind you to hurry up for school!"
"But, mom, I'm going as fast as I can," returned Rusty.
No matter what Rusty said, his mother had a common sense response which irritated him. And this irritation continued as he walked to school.
Every day Rusty would meet Carli near the playground. He believed that she was the most annoying little girl in the world.
"Hi Rusty!" shouted Carli as she walked beside him.
"Oh YUCK!" cringed Rusty. "It's you again! Every day! Go away!"
"Did you do your homework?" Carli asked.
"It's none of your business!" angrily replied Rusty. And then he ran as fast as he could to get away from her.
There was no calm for Rusty when he entered his class. He was late.
Miss Jones scolded, "Late again! Late every day!"
"Oh boy," thought Rusty. "Can't a boy be left alone?" And then he said, "I couldn't get my locker open. And-and I tried to go as fast as I could."
"No excuses!" barked Miss Jones. "Did you do your homework?" Well you can imagine the scolding he received for not having it.
The school day seemed to last forever. But when it finally ended, Rusty was happy to go to soccer practice. He needed to play and have a good time.
Have a good time? Not that day. Coach Phillips made it known that Rusty was dogging it and needed to hustle more.
Rusty defended himself by saying, "But I'm going as fast as I can. Really."
Needless to say, soccer practice didn't help Rusty feel better. Coach Phillips was just another nag that made his day positively horrible.
By nine o'clock Rusty was in bed. But it seemed only a few minutes and he heard the alarm. The morning ritual started all over again.
After listening to his mom nag him, Rusty started for school. He couldn't stand the thought of meeting Carli, so he walked in a different direction. He passed a store he had never seen before. A sign greeted him.
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