A feeble attempt at narrative

OK. This time I'm going to do it. Here we go. What I need here is a story, which a main character, who does stuff, perhaps sets a goal, has trouble reaching that goal but ultimately succeeds. That's all I gotta do here. Let's try to not to fuck it up.

Billy's Story.

Billy was a young lad who lived at home with his parents. Because he was seven. He went to school like all the other boys and girls, except he hated school. He hated the teachers, he hated math class, he was not exactly a fan of gym either. He felt recess was OK, but nothing to phone home about. He definitely liked lunch. Maybe school wasn't so bad.

One day on his way home from school, he found a shiny quarter. He was excited because for a seven year old, that was a lot of money. I mean, seriously. That would buy him some candy or something.

It took him a long time to get home and when he got there his mother was waiting for him and she was angry.

"What took you so long to get home, Simon?" She said, because that was his name. He had no response but feebly held up his quarter.

"Look what I found!" But mother was not impressed. She snatched the quarter away. "Give me that." She thrust a "Here, go to Howard's Grocery and get everything on that list. And don't waste your time or buy anything we don't need!" She handed him 2 dollars and sent him on his way.

The walk to the store was long, and difficult and Simon only had little legs that didn't move him very far. After about ten minutes, he realised that he was not even halfway there. He was bored so he poked his head into one of his favourite stores. It was the comic book store. He liked this store very much. He was a big fan of comics, and wanted to stay longer but he knew that his task was to get to the store and buy the things for mother as soon as possible. He continued on his way.

As we walked further his legs started to ache and he sat down on a bench on the sidewalk. A man with an accordion walked up to him. He looked dishevelled but friendly. "Would you like to see a magic trick?"

"Sure!" Said Simon enthusiastically.
"OK, but it's one dollar!" the man replied.

Simon knew he shouldn't give the man his money so he said, "no". "Look man, all I gotta do is get to the store, and get this shit. Stop hassling me."

He continued on his way....

And here is where I realise this story is completely bullshit.

...Simon kept walking to the store but he tripped over a rock along the way. It hurt him pretty bad and he stayed on the ground for a long time. He never woke up.

The End.