The first day of my senior year finally ended, and I'm surprised to say that I'm ready for tomorrow.
Today went really well. All my teachers were amazing, even though half of them were guys. Except this middle age one named, Mr Gregg. He just kept staring at me. It was weird.
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I opened the door of my four story mansion. I walked towards the kitchen, and saw my dad. He was sitting down typing something into his laptop.
I never knew what my dad does. If I ask, he would just say, "Wait till your older," and he'd change the subject. But today would be the day that I find out.
"Hi, dad."
He typed some more, and finally looked up. He smiled and said, "Hello sweetie. How was your first day?"
"It was fine."
"That's good."
"Dad?"
"Yes sweetie."
"What or where do you work?"
"Sweetie. We need to talk." I sat down and braced myself for what was to come.
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Love Is Weird
RomanceI woke up, and sat up. I was tied to a bed in a nice looking bedroom. I looked around, and my eyes landed on the dresser next to the bed. On top of it was a picture. I strained my neck so I could look closer. I gasped, and tried to collect my though...
