C h a p t e r 2
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I feel something wet and sticky creeping down my left face.
It was so unusual.
What could it be? I began to gain my consciousness as that thing keeps on bugging me.
I can also hear it's footsteps moving around my bed. The footsteps were starting to be audible and clear to hear and I know for the fact that it was nearing me.
Then I feel it's hot breath in my neck, tickling me. Out of nowhere the wet and sticky feeling slithered down my back neck.
I pried my eyes open to see what was bothering me from my sleep.
Opening my now awake and alert eyes, the thing moving in my bed tackled me and was now licking my face making me squirm side to side.
So that's where the wet and sticky feeling came from.
My dog, Toffee.
She wiggled her tail happily when she saw me awake.
She kept on licking my face as if cleaning the dirt in my face when she is the one making it more dirty.
"Toffee no. No. Sit. Sit down." I order and she, being a good puppy did as I told her to do.
To make her understand that I was pleased with her. I pet her head. "Good girl. Good girl." She then open her mouth to bark in approval.
Toffee is a husky with white and grey fluffy fur. Her eyes were just like mine and my baby brother's eyes, blue.
But hers is light and round. We named her Toffee because she likes to eat toffees. That's her favorite.
I hold Toffee in my arms like a baby as I get out of my room and climb downstairs.
My family were all in the kitchen fully dressed and eating their breakfast only me was still on my onesie.
"Morning!" I chirped.
"Good morning sweetie." Mom goes around the table and kissed my forehead.
Toffee wriggled out of my arms when she saw her bowl was full of food.
Pshhh.
As I put her down she scurried away from me and to her bowl and eat in a hurry way.
I look back to my family. "So what are you all dressed up for?" I asked them as I sit beside my older brother, Dominic.
He was not wearing his usual black hoodie with jeans and his Nike shoes but a khaki pants and a see through V-neck shirt showing his upper body.
Mom wore a floral dress that stopped below her knees.
She also wore a pink hairband with her hair in a high ponytail.
She looks like a teenager with her hair like that. "Mom you're pretty!" I gushed.
"Awwe. Thank you sweetie." Mom hugged me from the back.
Denise wore a collar plaided shirt and khakis below, along with blue crocs. His hair was well groomed. It was not sticking on every direction like before.
He looks cute with his loop side smile. I knew that once he became a teenager. Girls would fall on his feet in a second.
Even in his age girls would already ogle at him.
I turn my head to dad. He wore his business suit like always.
Does he wear it at sleep too?
"Well sweetie, since it's a Saturday. Your father and I have decided that we will go to the beach. The weather is nice. Not too hot or too cold." Mom beamed.
"As for me. I'm going to a meeting so I can't come." He smoothed his hair back and rose from his chair to kiss us on the forehead except for Dominic-that'll be awkward- and left the house.
"Me too. I'm not going." Dominic says as he walks out of the kitchen but mom stopped him before he could go upstairs to change.
"No! You're coming with us. This is a family bonding time. If you take even one step in the stairs. I will not hesitate to spank you!" Mom glared at Dominic.
He sighed as he goes back to his sit. I snickered.
Mom smiled. "Now. Let's go and have some fun!"
