As the high school rush pushed Suellen down the stairs, someone's foot caught the back of her shoes, causing her to tumble. She heard pitiful giggling and obnoxious laughter. Her face was as red as a tomato, as she shielded her face like she was pulling fresh cookies from an oven. Embarrassment rushed through her veins as she fumbled on what she was supposed to say after such an embarrassing moment. She was shaking crazier than someone from a psych ward. Her legs wobbled like a new born giraffe as she got up. She then continued her mission to get to Algebra 2. Her head held low. She felt as if everyone was watching her with eyes of wolves. She could already hear the gossip and rumors. She turned the door, confused as to why it was closed in the first place. She rotated her head up to see that this wasn't Algebra. It was an AP English class! She quickly closed the door and retreated to the appropriate class and sat down immediately. Then it happened. Her chair broke! She was so quick she didn't even notice she sat in the seat that read "REPAIRS NEEDED!! (Do not sit here!!)" She heard the laughter of her class like it was a record stuck on replay. Great! Fantastic! Her day can't get any worse.... hopefully.
I hope this helps. Just about every sentence is a simile and metaphors.
