I never liked Mondays till now; they are my worst nightmare. They always give me stress; preventing me from waking up when my body does not want to move and the warmth of my sheets is comfortably squashing me.

I will never forget the one day when I woke up in my bed and I couldn’t move my neck. It was Monday and my neck was very sore. It was so painful that I had to go to the hospital for a check-up. They found that the neck problem was called a Monday-Morning-Stress. I didn’t go to school that day and I missed my maths exam.

I became aggressive and angry. I even wished that Monday was a person, so I could’ve been the first person to kill him, because he is my worst enemy.

When schools are opening and holidays are over, Monday is the one who introduces our first day. Why him? Why not start on another day?

I never liked this day since I was young. I am sure there are also other people that also hate this day.

I will never forget the one day when I got lost in the city on my first day. It was a Monday. I had never been in the city before so I did not know the town. But I eventually found my way, after hours of sweating and struggling.

I will never like this day. I will always think of killing it, till the day I die.


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