This Is Me

HAMBURGERS ARE LIFE. AND NEMO

When I make it home, my mom greets me with a warm, "Hello Sweetie!" She rushes towards me to give me a hug. She would have tackled me if I wasn't so strong, but I am strong, so I'm just pushed back slightly.

I awkwardly hug her back, and then have to find my way out of her arms, basically.

When I'm finally out, I scratch the back of my neck, and my mom sneaks a a kiss on my nose. Where I got punched. Luckily, I put medicine on it to make the color and slight swelling away. But it doesn't take away the pain.

I bite my lip, to hold back a yelp. My mom doesn't see anything, luckily. She steers me towards the kitchen, and I smell the ingredients of my favorite dish.

HAMBURGERS. OH MAH GERSH. HAMBURGERS ARE LIFE.

Well, and Finding Nemo.

NEMO IS ALSO LIFE.

My favorite movie is Finding Nemo, a Disney movie. It is so amazing, although Nemo's great, I have to say Dori is my favorite character. She is awesome. Like me.

Anywayyyyyyy......... When I sniff that first waft of the ingredients, I gasp. Then I hurry to start making the patties into perfect, round shapes. My mom- her name is Ally -moves next to me, and helps me without a word.

When we are done making the hamburgers, I inhale the amazing smell of the awesome meal. Mom swiftly takes out 2 plates and slides them across the countertop.We live in an average-sized house, and my dad and mom decided to get divorced when I was just born. I never knew him, and I'm totally fine with that. I don't want to.

"Do you want to sit in the living room, and watch T.V., or eat here in the kitchen?" Mom asks.
"Living room," I answer like any other normal child. Who wouldn't take the chance to watch T.V. When it's there, up for grabs?

I grab a water bottle that I use for softball and boxing. Yes, I know, I box, and I play softball, as I mentioned earlier.

I fill up the bottle with water, carefully grab my plate, and deliver them to the living room, along with me. Mom turns on the T.V., and she immediately puts on The Walking Dead. It is an awesome show, trust me.

While we my eyes are glued to the screen, I happily munch on my hamburger. If I had to get a boyfriend right now, and I could chose anyone in the world to be mine, I'd choose a burger. Seriously, they're THAT awesome.

I love the word awesome. And squishy. It sounds so funny. Say it. Squishy. Hah! I'm such a dork. An AWESOME dork. And for some reason, I think that sneezes are hilarious. But really, can't you see? They sound funny! Like when someone is talking, and they have they're tongue slightly out, and then they sneeze, the noise they make sounds like fart.

Pfft. Fart.

When I laugh at the word fart, all of the girls look at me like, you're so immature. I honestly think that if they didn't even chuckle, they don't have a sense of humor. I plain out guffaw, so I have a good sense of humor.

Before I know it, my hamburger is gone, and like the stupid, hamburger-loving person I am, I literally bite my fingers. I flinch, and instinctively put them in my mouth. It's a thing I thought myself. It feels better after a few seconds, and I move on like nothing happened.

The Walking Dead episode just ended. I ask my mom a question I have asked millions of time before.

"Can we watch Finding Nemo?"