Chapter 1

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I'm sweep the kitchen, rocking out to Francesca Battistelli on my new iPod 5 my mom got me for Christmas, when I heard my name. "KC!" my mom yelled.

"Yes?" I yelled back.

"After your finished with that, clean the living room!" she said.

"Ok."

More chores. Guess my book has to wait, I thought. Then, I kept Rocking out to Francesca's song. "Write your story on my heart." I quietly sang.🎤

(Later that night)

"Amen." I finished my prayer, and crawled under the covers. Tomorrow is Monday. Great. First day of middle school, I thought.

I yawned, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

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