||Pj's POV||
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"Nnnngh," I said as I got out of bed. I could still hear my music playing softly.
Reaching around for my phone, I turned my alarm and music off and looked at the screen.
7:32am
Monday March 14Thanking God that I got up on time, I grabbed my black round glasses from my nightstand. After putting them on, I made my bed and got dressed. I decided on wearing the usual. Black skinny jeans, a band tee and a flannel. I was wearing my Nirvana shirt and red flannel today. (^Outfit above^)
Going downstairs and into the kitchen, I was greeted by my dad who was making french toast; my favourite.
"Hey Pj, how are ya?" He said, looking away from the stove to give me a sincere smile.
"I'm okay. What's with making French toast? You never make breakfast?"I replied, confused.
"Nothing, I just want you to have a proper breakfast today!" He answered, flipping the french toast.
"Oh, okay then. Thanks!" I said as he handed me my plate full of the delicious food and the maple syrup.
I sat at the table and ate my breakfast. Checking my phone it read:
8:01am
Monday March 14I still had a good 25 minutes to half an hour left before I had to leave.
After eating, I did my dishes and just sat on the couch in the living room, on my phone scrolling through Twitter and Tumblr. Now those two apps are ones that I couldn't live without.
"Hey Pj, I think you need to leave now. It's 8:26." My dad said, sitting on the other side of the couch.
"Oh yea, thanks dad! See you after school. Love you!" I said, putting on my black Vans and Batman backpack. Grabbing my pennyboard, I left the house.(All items mentioned are in pic above)
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On my way home from school, I noticed that everyone on my block was outside looking petrified. Curious, I starting pennyboarding faster towards my house, about to ask my dad what was going on. I noticed that my house had police tape around it and there were police cars, ambulances and firetrucks in my driveway. I started panicking. Getting off the pennyboard, I started sprinting home.
As soon as I got to my driveway, I started spewing questions to the police officer in front of me.
"What happened? Where is my dad? Is he ok? What's going on? Was it a fire?"
"I'm assuming you live here?" She asked.
"Y-yea," I replied, shaking.
"Listen here, let me take you to the police station then I'll explain the situation." The office said, pulling me into the backseat of her car.
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||459 words||Hey guys!! Little cliffhanger at the end, hope you don't hate me!! I was rushing so hopefully there aren't any typos
~Maddz
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Me, Myself and I
General FictionThe life of 13 year-old Pj Clark and her experience with friends, foes and drama all over.