Chapter One

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MOM Pulled up the driveway and had tons of groceries in her car. I looked in my mirror and put my long, curly, blonde hair in a ponytail. My mom says I should cut it to my shoulders but I like how it is.
I went downstairs and opened the door just in time for her to come in. She was carrying 6 heavy looking bags. All food. I went outside and grabbed 4 bags, I would've grabbed more but I'm not as strong as My mom is.
I came in and put the groceries on the counter of the kitchen. She went outside to grab the rest of the groceries, while I put the groceries away. I started with the freezer items first, then the refrigerator items and last the cabinet items. She got back with the last items and I was already almost done.
This is one of my chores, the other chores are washing the dishes and putting away the laundry. I think I do most of the chores because mom always says she's tired, so I end up doing her portion of chores most of the time. I don't mind it, I find chores kind of relaxing.

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Mom made dinner. She made mash potatoes, green beans, and cooked carrots. She put a raisin cookie on the side, I love raisin cookies.
"Abigail, take your plate down and wash it off when your done," Mom said. "Okay Mom," I said. She reminds me way too many times, like I don't do most of the chores. How could I forget the easiest chore?

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