Buttered Toast

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"Why do you act so afraid? You're always so skittish. And yet, so willing. Like you can't make up your mind about me." He drew closer to me. I tried to back up, but I was up against a tree. My head spun. My heart throbbed in my chest. He was so close to me, I could feel his breath. I closed my eyes and allowed my body to go limp in his grip. Then, MY ALARM WENT OFF!!!!! "ARGH!! Are you kidding me!!! And I was right in middle of my date with Cieki-kun!!!!!! STUPID REALITY!!" I bawled as bursted out of bed. I dropped back onto my bed and started attacking the sheets in frustration. "What the hell are you yelling about this time early in the mourning?" My sister asked as she popped her head into my room. She did so right as a pillow went soaring across the room from my rampage on my bed. It hit my sister's face like torpedo. "WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?!?! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!!!! YOURE GONNA GET IT THIS TIME, ASSHOLE!!!!!!!" My sister picked up the pillow missile and launched it at my face. It knocked right off my bed. I landed with a thud, then grabbed my pillows, got up and returned her attack. This continued until my second alarm went off. Then I shoved her out and began getting dressed. I brushed my hair, threw it behind me, grabbed my bag and rushed down the stairs. "Okay! I'll be leaving for school now!" I yelled to my sister. "Wait!" She called down to me. "Don't forget to eat breakfast!!" "Fine!" I popped a slice of bread into the toaster. It startled me when the toast popped out but I caught it in midair, flopped it onto the counter, buttered it, then ran out the door with the toast hanging but tightly clasped in my mouth.

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