“Tom, can you go up to the shops and fetch some milk, bread and some Marmite please?” Asked Mom
“Sure thing Mom!” I replied cheerfully.
“Here is $20.”
I walk to the shops and I hear some bullies mocking some people and saying “No,” he said, “I like Marmite.”
I decided not become a part of this and walked into the cold shop. I grab everything I need to get.
“That will be $18.50.” Said the cashier.
I hand him the money. I realise I have $1.50 left. I put my brown bag down on the hard wooden bench and I fall asleep. I go home. My mom was furious…