My Life In A Nutshell

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     Ken! Honey! Wake up it's time for you to get ready for school! Agh... goddess my ears~ well there goes my sleep. I'm up! I covers my head with my trusty pillow. Why do there has to be such a thing as school? I ask already knowing my answer to my dumb question.

     RING! I jumps out of bed and pure shock. Don't tell me she woke me up before time again! My fur stands on end, heart racing. I pad my way over to the alarm clock "6:00am" OMG MOM REALLY ! I shuts off my alarm.

     Ticked, I pad to the my restroom that's in my room. Starting my shower water. As I wait for the water to run, I look at my reflection in the mirror. My grey and black fox fur, my orange eyes. I then rub my tail against my face admiring the softness. The only thing I really admire about myself, I'm so self conscious about my looks and trys my best to hide it.

     KEN! My mother yells again hurry up it's 6:10. Yes Ma'am I yell as I drops my pants and briefs taking off my shirt, jumping into the shower. As the water rain onto my body I grabs my body wash pouring a little bit into the center of my paw. Rubbing and lathering my fur. Goddess I hate school. Each year, all year I get bullied it do not help that I'm shy and stay to myself at that gay. Today is the first day of school and I just know this year will be hell all the same.

     Finally, finished with my shower I says loudly to myself with a smile; as I blow drys my fur and snaps at the air as I blow the air in my face. Afterwards my fur was all poofy, and silky looking. I hurry up in my room to jump in my outfit I set aside last night and runs downstairs to where I find myself holding my nose in pain. Awe! What was that for! Looking at my mother with teary eyed. With a rolled up newspaper my mother waved it at me.

     Your late! My mother yells with anger in her voice and anger in her eyes. The red fox which was my mother always scared me when she had a rolled up news paper in hand. Come on I'm taking you to school. Yes Ma'am I whimpered as she drags me by my hand to the car. While we in the car she then hands me my new smartphone.
     I cheers up she glances at me as she smiles. I see that really cheered you up she says. Now Ken she goes on, don't let the other kids use your phone nor run over you... well kinda hard to not do because of my size, I think to myself. I then goes to say as I sink down in my set. I'm just a mean lean 5"4 I say. Ears hanging looking saddened.

     Hush! She says. I will not have you downing yourself. She stops the car in front of the school.

Fine, I hops out the car