“Ha, ha, it was so easy to help Mike cheat on the test…and I even got paid for it! What’s the harm? We both agreed, and we’re not hurting anyone else,” Pepe thought to himself while waiting in line at the cafeteria.
“I can’t stand it anymore!” Pepe complained to himself. “When will dad get a job? When will my parents be able to afford the red sneakers I want? When will this horrible cough go away? When will my bean in the jar at school start to sprout roots? Agh! I want all these things to happen NOW!”
A terrible crashing sound interrupted Pepe while he was eating a snack in his kitchen at home.
“Please, someone help here!” he heard a woman yell.