"Ahhhh, How great can things be?" I wondered in my dream as I was supposedly in Dominican Republic. But my hopes were way to high as I felt a record scratching. "Beep Beep Beep", My alarm clock rang off as I was forced to wake up. I stood up and... wait! What am I doing? I didn't even introduce my self. How rude of me. My name is Jessica Rosario, or call me Jess. I'm 12 years old at this point of my life as I am 13 years old and going when I'm now writing my story. If you wonder i am nor tall or nor short, but I am 5"4 and very ugly so if anybody calls me pretty in this story just assume they are lying. Sooo back to my story... I stood up and checked the time as it was 6:30 am.
"Oh god, please don't tell me it's..." I grunted as my dad entered the room and said "Wake up its school!"
"No no no! Your lying! Please tell me this is a dream?!" I whined, but he gave me the "I feel bad for you" look and the "I'm not lying look" I soon took my towel and walked out my room shrugging, as my dad stopped me and said "Animo Animo Animo!" Which is Spanish for "Wake up and have some energy and don't be so lazy". I gave him the "im really pissed look" as I rolled my eyes and slammed the bathroom door. 35 mins later... I got out and put on my royal blue shirt and my navy blue pants and my jordans and 1,000 pounds of perfume that I bet the other side of the country smelled it. I took my keys and walked out the door.
"Well this is my new beginning, wish me luck... I hope"
If your all reading this, WISH ME LUCK!!
