Reynold's Terrible Day.

"Heyo!" exclaimed Justin.

     "Hi." sighed Reynold "how are you?" 

     "Just exuberant!" replied Justin, "How are you on this fine day?" 

     Reynold replied depressingly; "oh I could be better." 

    "Really now? I think you should be superb today! You're above ground, the sun is shining and the air is clean; how could you not love today?" 

Justin honestly could not fathom why Reynold was having such an average day, Because Justin really loves everyday and thinks of it as a gift. 

Whereas Reynold had a very different view on life that was less optimistic. 

     “Oh it’s just the fact that I’m feeling down in the dumps because my pencil broke.” Croaked Reynold. 

Justin replied, “Oh is that all? I’ll give you a pencil buddy.” 

     “What? Really!” Exclaimed Reynold.  

     “For sure man.” Justin replied. 

As Justin held out the pencil, Reynold reached for it and fell off of his chair; As he fell the expression on his face was sheer terror. He hit the ground with an enormous thud. Reynold lay motionless on the ground. 

     “Are you okay?” Justin asked sympathetically. 

No Reply. “Seriously Reynold, are you okay?”  Still no reply. Then Reynold snorted as a pig would. 

     “Today, is not my best day.” Wheezed Reynold “I think I’ll just walk home, curl up in bed and sleep until tomorrow.” Reynold rose to his feet, picked up his things and walked out the AB. Ed. Room door. 

     Justin hollered out the door to Reynold, “Have a better day Reynold ! You deserve it!” Then Justin looked to his math workbook and continued with the question he had stopped working on when Reynold walked into the room.