Crossing the street

I have to cross the street. Nervous. nervous. nervous.

Why though? Done it a million times before.

Could Die. Definitely could die. Risking my life for what?

That's it! Never crossing again. Come on now don't be stupid.

My dad drives drunk. My own father wants me dead.

I have help. One too far back and the other too far ahead.

Look left, look right, Nothing! GO GO GO!

Wait I hear something NO NO NO!

I'm hungry. I want a sandwich.

Store would be there across the street.

What the hell is wrong? Just one foot in front of the other.

My baby walking now. That was fun to see.

Wish I was older. Where's a boy scout when you need him?

Yeah, I'm not even old enough.

Red light, green light, yellow light, red light, green light, yellow light.

Too fast! I didn't have enough time. I can't do this today.

Yup dum-dum that's me.

Oh well back home I go.

Shit, that's where I was going. I live across the street!