“Tony, go get your backpack and let’s go, you’re going to be late! It’s your first day and I don’t want your teachers thinking you’re a bad kid!”

“I left my pants at the dry cleaners, Mom. I don’t want to wear another pair either.” Tony walked into the kitchen brushing a knot out of his hair with his fingers.

“Tony where’s your brush? Get ready, let’s go! You’re just gonna have to wear another pair of pants!” Tony’s mom always wanted to leave early. She was the type of person that rushed people, even if that person was already stressed.

“I don’t want to wear another pair, mom! Why do I have to go? I hate school… I hate you.” Tony ran to his room, slamming the door. He had a thought that just might change everything.

“Tony! Tony, get out here right now!” His mother demanded, but his room stayed closed. “Tony! Tony Jones!” His mother called for him several times.

Meanwhile, Tony was unpacking his school bag, and packing his run-away bag. So far he had everything…but no pants. His mother kept calling, and when she had enough, she tried opening his door. No luck. “Tony, UNLOCK THIS DOOR NOW!”

Tony, after listening to his mother yell for a decent seven minutes, had managed to climb out the window, all with no pants. He started running and soon realized he was running with just his underwear. Walking back to the house, he was shameful and annoyed at the same time.

Ding, dong.

The doorbell rang, and Tony stood there, ashamed.

His mother looked at Tony, sternly. “What is going through your head? Why can’t we just have a normal day and get you to school on time?! There’s nothing keeping you back!”

Tony looked at his feet. “But I forgot my pants!”