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Why was Sunday going on forever!? Why?!

Oh, that's right, because I wasn't doing anything!!! I sat now blankly in the middle of my bed, criss crossed, just staring at the wall ahead of me that was covered in posters, pictures and an flat screen TV.

I had came back from the park after 45 minutes of just sitting there. I wasn't even prepared to go! I had no blanket, to picnic basket or nothing! Only my phone. And after it stopped sending me notifications I was interested in, I tossed it aside. Maybe after 20 minutes, I saw myself doing random cart wheels, floor front flips and tried be a gymnastic and ballerina but failing miserably, falling on my ass, thighs or losing my balance and tumbling over. Whoever was strolling by and caught sight of me must thought I was a freak. Soon, the grass started to poke and inch me so I went home.

So, here I was. Back in my room.

I was bored. I did not know what to do with myself. I was lost in my own world. What was I thinking off? Pfft, I did not even know. Why not? Because I'm bored as hell. When I am bored, I can't think worth nothing. It felt like my bank account was empty. Hella empty. I felt as if the world around me vanished and I'm the only person living on it. Now, that's boring. That's how bored I was.

My Dad was downstairs in a conference meeting with some of his colleagues and some of thier colleagues. I didn't want to go down there and disturb them; even if he did tell me I could come down. Ugh! He's been doing meetings here since Saturday. I did not really notice until now. And I blame myself. He was doing them daily and I did not know it because I was doing something fun, that entertained me and I was distracted.

But right now, you could forget the distraction. It's like I heard everything. And I mean everything. Just kidding. All I heard was claps, chuckles, laughs, papers being flipped around, sticks being tapped against something and business conversations. I honestly did not want to hear it. Those people were taking my dad away for a few days. And yeah, I was a little mad. And yeah, I was a little excited.

ANDY!

Stop, just stop. I shook my head.

Come here, my little miracle whip! My mind obviously ignoring me.

No, I shook my head again. Okaaay, I'm talking to myself. I never did this before. It is obvious: I'm bored.

I'm coming, Elizabeth!

I slapped my palm against my forehead, sighing. Maybe I should draw.

Mm-hmm. I rose and put my foot against the floor quickly, but something went all wrong. My knee buckled and I collapsed to the floor.

"Oh'p!" I yelped.

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"And with being done, the increase should go up 25%." Mario explained. "You see that the numbers of clients has increased just the same. Letting the country know that this company exisㅡ" He was cut off by a thud noise from the ceiling. All heads went up and around. Mario cleared his throat and chuckled. "Um, would you excuse me for a moment, please? I'll just be a minute." They nodded, before he dashed upstairs and opened up my bedroom door. He stood at the door frame.

"Are you alright?" He asked concernly. I was helping myself up with the help of my bed. I looked up and over at him.

"I'm good." I said, rising myself to a complete stand. My knee bolted with pain, I winced. He rose a brow at me.

"You sure, Poony?" I struck up a thumb.

"All good, Dad." I tried to form a smile. "Now, get, get. Go back to your meeting." I walked over to him and pressed my hands against his chest. "Go, go. Don't keep them waiting." I muttered. He smiled.

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