Running Protest

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I wander off in my house, because I cannot sleep. what should I eat for breakfast, mayby a big breakfast. I could make English but I don't like the beans. should i make French breakfast, I can make American. I look it up in my book about breakfast in different cultures/country's. I come across the Australian avocado on bread and it looks really delicious, I guess I could try that. I look around in my house for some avocado's. I can't find any so I think that I have to go to the supermarket. it's pretty early and the shops open up at 8 so I'll just take a ride to the city and help around. I know that at Macy's the store owner is there around 7 am. I step into the car and hit the gas pedal. I look to my left and see miss greenbold walking like she always does, every morning whit her dog. She always likes to take the same route as always, i don't know why tho.

"Hello miss greenbold" i greet her putting my arm out if the window to wave at her.
"Hello dear how are you doing?" She greets me back". "I'm doing fine have a nice day". "You too dear" she smiles.

I arrive and park in my usual parking spot. How can my day start so peaceful and i'm sure that it will end up in chaos whit the protest. I laugh at myself thinking how i'm like in jail calling for some bail money. Then i walk into the store and say hi to mister brandel. He waves to me, and then goes back to his business.

"can i help you?, whit some stuff in the store?" I ask him. Leaning on the countertop. "Well i guess you could help me whit the new boxes, they just came in". He says. I give him a nod and then i walk over to where he stores the boxes and pick one up. "These ones?" I ask him. He gives me a nod to confirm.
I open the doxes and see some carrots "seriously carrots?, those take like so long" i complain. Mister brandel just shrugs and goes back to his work. I carry the box to the path where the carrots are expect there are no carrots. I laugh because i literally have no feeling for humor. Then i get back to work.

I grab one carrot and place it in the box, and i grab another one and many more follow. When i'm finally done i do a little dance and decide that i'm done being nice and helpful.

"Yup i'm done, do you have any avocados?" I ask him.

"Yes, why, what are you making" he ask. "Well i want to make some Australian avocados on bread"i return whit the avocados in my hand. "These please" i hand them over. Mister brandel scans them and puts them in a bag. Im ready whit some cash in my hand. "Oh you don't have to pay because you helped me out"he puts the bag on the counter. "No i insist please" i offer. "Really its fine" he smiles. "Well if you insist i wont complain" i chuckle. "Have a nice day Ryann" he waves at me when i walk out of the door.

I put the avocados in the seat next to mine and start on my way back home. I always like to look at the building and people for some reason when i'm driving. Sometimes humanity is wonderful and i never want to leave. But it is also really cruel and it makes me want to run away. I wish i could go out to the world, travel around but it seems like i have a purpose here. I wonder what is going on in my world not this world. Would russia have taken hold of Ukraine or would Ukraine have defeated Russia. I find it so stupid because i really want to go to Europe. Although i have been to a lot of countries in Europe and outside. The most impressive countries that i have been to are south- Africa, Costa Rica, Thailand, Australia and Cambodia. Of course there are many more but i can't remember them all.

I arrive back home and immediately start to make the breakfast. When i'm done i wake up all the girls and proudly show them what i did make. "It looks nice" Trisha says.
"It looks weird" Emma tells me and Stacey is already eating it. It is so amazing i should really make this more often.

"Can someone else do the dishes?, i'm going to call Staceys mom" i ask when i'm done whit my breakfast.

I walk to the phone on the wall and try to get hold of Christy. I wait for her to pick up but she doesn't so i just hang the phone against the wall. I walk back and when i'm halfway across the room i hear the phone go off. I run back and pick it up. " hello this is Christy i saw that you called" i hear her high pitchy voice, and how can she see it?wel it doesn't matter she picked up. " hey Christy this is Ryann i'm calling about how late we can bring Stacey back" i ask. "At any time dear". "Ehm, can we bring her back in an hour, would that be oke?" I ask her. "Of course my dear, i'll see you then" i wanted to say but she already hang up the phone.

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