The Day of the Neighborhood

My little brother stuck his finger in his nose and pulled out a worm. I started laughing uncontrollably with a banana in my hand. I looked down to see it was all mushed. oops. my mom shouted, sweetie would you mind going to the market. so off I went. I rounded the corner and saw a woman holding a wad of cash. interesting I walked toward the curious moneylender and snatched it. suddenly she started throwing up. Food poisoning. Most likely. I fingered my bangle bracelet on my arm, and shrugged. Oh well. I ran into the market and saw a talented barbarian juggling three sticks on fire with his toes. Kassidy, my best friend, walked over and kicked my shin. Ow! Kassidy smirked. Ha Ha Ha! Suddenly a shrill cry echoes in the mist on the other side of the alley.  It was my brother struggling to breath with a pasta strainer around his neck. What in the world? What happened? This day is the weirdest day I've ever had. The Director of Methodical Managing walkover and helped him free his neck.  Wow. WOW! He was really  nice! Usually he is the crankiest man on the block. He HATES kids. I look over and see Kassidy fighting with one of the boys who lived in my neighborhood. everyone always called him Piano socks. For some reason.