Write about when you knew you was in trouble.

 I was in fourth grade, and all the popular kids were all walking home. I am a car rider, meaning I am not supposed to walk home. My friends were talking about walking home, then I was trying to be popular and told them that I could. When it was time to go, I went with the walkers. I was walking with them, and then I saw my dad's car. I freaked out and I ran home. When I got there, I started crying and when they saw me, I try to lie saying a robber took me to my house. I seen my dad's face and knew I was in trouble.