“Oh no”
The vase flew to the ground,
But just as fast
I ran out of the room
Without a sound.
My mom walked in
Smacked her head
The stress she felt seemed to last
But no anger seemed to fester within
Where was I? In the fortress of my bed
She eventually walked in, finding me out
Knowing that I did it, without a doubt
It was just an accident. The wind must have blown it over.
“Forgive me”
Hoping I’d get lucky like a four leaf clover.