writing, by Skeppy

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I woke up and Bad was Cooking breakfast. I run down stairs, "Sapnap, good morning." Dad turns around and smiles at me. "Is Skeppy here?"
"I think he left, last night." Bad goes back to cooking. I sit at the table "Okay." He sits two plates down, And sits down himself. "Are you liking it here so far?"
"Yeah!" I see him smile to himself. Getting ready, I put on my shoes, we were going to go shopping to get me clothes. I got lots of them and after, I saw Skeppy he was talking to Bad.
"Bad I got kicked out of my house." Skeppy put on a little fake sad face. "How, Skeppy?" Skeppy paused for a moment, "I couldn't pay my rent." He sat his bags down, "I have no were to stay." Dad looked like he wasn't amused by Skeppys' play. "Fine skeppy, you can stay here." Skeppy looked over joyed, "But you'll have to share a room with Sapnap."
"What!" Skeppy beams
"I'm not sharing a room with, him." We both complain.
"Well, it's not my fault, we don't have that many rooms."
"Yes it is, you bought the house!" Skeppy was pouting. Bad helped Skeppy move in my room. I got the better side of the room obviously. At night I got to wear my pajamas that I pick out at the store. I couldn't sleep that well at first, through the night, I saw Skeppy sneak out my room, he lifted the door crack open and a slight stream of light was in my room. After I heard Dad's- Bad's voice from the vent closer to my bed. Him and Skeppy were talking and Skeppy wanted to stay in Bad's room. That night Skeppy ended up sleeping in Bad's Bed, but in the morning Skeppy was back in my room, like they didn't want me to know.

In the morning, after breakfast we went to the park to play and have a picnic. I picked out the spot right next to the lake, with the ducks. I rode on Skeppy's shoulders to cheat the jungle gym. Sitting down at the bench for our picnic, Dad and Skeppy sat facing me like they needed to say something important. Skeppy seamed happy and excited, Bad looked nervous.
"Sapnap." Bad sounded unsure about something
"Me and Skeppy-" he choked "Were wondering if you would want to go to school?" Dad smiled wide Skeppy looked upset.
"School?"
"Yeah!" Bad was still smiling
"I guess." They got out the sandwiches and Capri Suns and after the picnic we went and sat at the swing set. I sat in the middle Bad was on the right of me and Skeppy was on my left. We weren't going that fast we were just sitting waving back and forth. "When does school start Dad?" I look at Bad. He looks at me and smiles softly, "Next week, the 18th." Bad stood up and grabbed the basket. "You'll be in the first grade." He said turning to me. he held his hand out I jumped up and held it. Skeppy stood we walked to the house and the sun was setting. I took the first shower Skeppy took the last. Going to sleep I noticed that Skeppy had completely moved rooms. Instead of Skeppy sleeping in my room he is in Dad's, I could hear them talking though the vent.
"Baaaad~" Skeppy cried
"No, Skeppy. I don't want you distracting me, like you did last night."
"I won't this timee, PLEASEEE~"
Dad made an angry grunt before excepting Skeppys 'please'. Really soon after I fell asleep. I woke up in a sweat, I singed my bed sheets. The dream I had was a stupid reason to be scared, I don't want to be remembered of it. I got up and went down stairs, to Dad's room. I crack open the door to see Dad cuddling Skeppy laying on his chest. Skeppy was hugging him with one arm around him. They both were wareing hoodies because it was really cold in their room. Skeppy opened his eyes he had a stained smile on his face and his cheeks were rose red.
"Sapnap?" He sayed in a sleepy voice.
"I had a nightmare."
"Come on." He waved his hand to signal me to lay on the bed. I close the door and laid next to Skeppy. Soon I fell back asleep.

A week had passed really fast. I was ready for the first grade. I walked in and there were lot of people like 36 other kids. I sat next to a cute boy, named Karl. HE TALKED TO ME, I don't know. Its like I had a lot of sugar or something my heart goes so fast and my stomach was like dropping. This is what happened Karl and me sit next to each other and he looks at me, "I like your shirt." He smiles and looks into my eyes. I couldn't think of anything to say, I was so nervous. I'm pretty sure my face turned red. He made friends with others on the first day, I didn't, I wouldn't count him talking was a start of a friendship, But he made friends with other kids. I would have but I couldn't join them, I didn't know how. Maybe next time. At the end of the day. Dad was there to walk me home.
"Did you make any friends?"
"Not today."
"That's okay." Dad was calm
Once we got home Dad and Skeppy asked me lots of questions, especially about my flames. I didn't tell them about the feelings I had when I was with Karl, though I wanted to. It was difficult to avoid my flames I would have to bottle up my strong emotions. I don't like it, because then once I'm alone or with someone I trust I might let it all out or something. I try not to feel my strong emotions, but that doesn't mean I can't show them. I can smile with out felling extreme happiness. I repeat things in my head over and over to prevent them. Not all the time this works if it did I wouldn't have burnt my shoes.

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