Childhood story as promised..

Here is one of the short personal stories I've started writing, this one is about a bad day

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One of the first shitty days I can remember.

First or second grade. (age 6-7)
At El Rincon Elementary, there was an afterschool 'hut' where kids with two working parents or nowhere to go would have supervision until they got picked up. It was actually pretty cool, we would play connect 4 and uno, and the adults were volunteer college students or something. They weren't the regular grim school staff.

There was a rainstorm one day. It happened to be on a day that the hut was closed, I don't know why. Normally there would be 10 or so kids there but today, no one. not one person.

I wasn't able to get in the hut, so I waited around the back under an awning behind the building. I realized that I couldn't be seen there and so I had to go back out and stand in the rain. It was really pouring hard, not some LA drizzle, and it was cold (for a Californian).

An hour passed standing in the rain.
Another hour passed standing in the rain.
no Cel phones then
Another hour
Another

My parents each thought the other one was going to pick me up that day and went out on other errands (I guess when they got home there was a 'where's Ricky? I thought you.. but I thought...).

I got picked up at around 7:30, I think we got out of school at 2:30
5 hours standing in pouring rain wondering if I had been abandoned, drenched to the bone.

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OK, that was it, please comment if you enjoyed it, or thought it sucked, or enjoyed that it sucked.

Also I please let me know if you would like to post a story here. If you are too lazy to write it down, I might transcribe it for you provided it is an interesting or entertaining story. The only real rule will be that this has to be your story, not a retelling of someone elses. I might make an exception if you are telling the story of a deceased person and feel the story should really be preserved somewhere.

OK, back to work

Thank you for reading

RB