Breakfast

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By this time it was about seven and abuela would be up soon, (She likes to get up early to check that the candle is still lit.)

So I got up and decided to start making breakfast. I snuck downstairs quietly and started making french toast which happens to be one of Camilo's favourites.

Again I got the feeling that I was being watched, I looked around quickly but no one was there I tried to listen for someone but for some reason I couldn't concentrate.

I just continued with breakfast, I just placed the first french toast on the pan I was so distracted that when I spun around abuela was standing right behind me. "AH!" I yelled "You gave me a hart attack!" "Lo siento*." she said "why are you up so early?" "No reason." I said still recovering from the scare.

I didn't like telling abuela things and I don't want to worry her. But I knew she could tell  something was off by the look she gave me.
"Fine, I couldn't sleep but I'm ok." I think she knew there was something else but didn't question it. "Ok then." She said and started helping me with breakfast.

15 minutes later and breakfast was ready and abuela called everyone down. In a matter of seconds Camilo burst out of his room and slid down the railing on the stairs. "Oh yum, french toast." He said trying to grab as many as possible without abuela noticing. Then everyone else started coming down.

After breakfast instead of going to town I went to the river to clear my head. The river was always so calming because the sounds would help distract from all the other noise. I then lied down and closed my eyes.

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* I'm sorry

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 09, 2022 ⏰

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