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Dumb story with no plot yet |
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By: puddincat Date: November 17, 2013, 10:26 pm |
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I hear loud stomps coming up the stairs and I tuck my head |
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inside my covers even more. I really hate waking up in the |
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mornings, but I can do it by myself. My dad wonders why I'm |
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always in a bad mood, but wouldn't he be too if he had two kids |
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with bad breath screaming in his ear to get up? |
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I brace myself for Olivia and Andrew's attack. When they hurl |
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into my room and start yelling at me, I don't react at all. |
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Olivia toddles closer, deciding blowing on my face would do the |
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trick. I feel her warm, waffle-scented breath all over, and for |
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a moment I can't even breathe. Then I roar furiously and grab |
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that little imbecile's hair, tugging hard. "Get out if you want |
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to live!" I screech. Olivia screams and breaks free of my grip, |
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and her and Andrew scramble out of my room noisily. |
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It would be like this tomorrow, and the day after, and forever. |
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My stupid family never learned to just leave me alone. |
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Oh great. I hear my dad coming upstairs now. Of course the |
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little brats would tell on me. "Get up, Sophia!" he says |
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angrily. "We're leaving in five minutes!" |
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I grunt and roll out of bed, scowling at my two birds, who |
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seemed to be mocking me. I don't bother feeding them today. They |
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don't deserve it. They are bad birds. |
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I'm already wearing my clothes for today; I sleep in my school |
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uniform. I usually wake up just a few minutes before we leave, |
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so I've got to be strategic with my time. After brushing my |
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teeth and putting on deodorant I trudge downstairs to the |
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kitchen and plop some frozen waffles in the toaster. They pop up |
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just as my siblings start piling into the van. I grab my |
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breakfast and my backpack and walk into the garage, and after |
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about five minutes of arguing about who gets to sit where in the |
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car, we are finally off to school. |
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This is one of the few days I don't have homework, and I can |
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relax on my way to school. Usually I will rush to get it done in |
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the morning, because that's just how I roll. I haven't missed |
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turning in an assignment yet! Well, maybe a couple, but who |
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cares if you still have straight As? I almost smile, but then I |
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remember I'm mad at Andrew and Olivia and I scowl out the window |
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all the way there. |
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So all I have is a beginning. |
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I made a bunch of characters I like, but I'm terrible with |
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plots. I don't know what should happen now. I have a long term |
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plot (which I'm not telling u :3) but blech what should happen |
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naow |
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Eww I haven't written a story since seventh grade |
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But I figure I should practice so here goes |
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