"Beep beep beep" I slowly wake up and as my hair brushes my face. Everything is a blur for a second
"5...5:30... and it's D- AHHHHH" i said screaming as i wake up my whole family
my whole family rushes through my door. Wondering what happened
"WHAT HAPPENED?!" Said my dad
"ITS MY BIRTHDAY" I scream with excitement
Im 15 now, I'm old. I never really expect anything in my birthday. Even though I help a lot of people, I'm positive about everything, I'm mostly happy. I'm enjoying life as it goes. Now I can make a difference. All I want to do so much like my grandpa did, he was the governor and he loved helping all the kids around him. I always watched him when I was still young. Everyday I would always go to him and ask who should we help today. But sadly he died when I was 7 years old.
"wait, pancakes for breakfast?" I asked my mom as she puts the pancakes on the table.
"I know that I never serve it but it's your birthday" she said it like she really wanted to but I know in the inside she is dying for me to eat a proper meal of the day.
My mom is a perfectionist. She wants everything to be perfect. A clean house, smart children, healthy life style and a loving family.
"WOAH! PANCAKES!" says my sister as she stomps into the dining room
Stephanie Mars, my older sister. She is a devil. She makes fun of me since birth. Every year she pulls a prank on me and she always thinks it's a joke and my parents are fine with it like, WHY ARE YOU PICKING HER SIDE?!
"morning Stephanie" says dad.
"morning mom, dad, girl" she says with a fake smile.
"well aren't you gonna greet your sister happy birthday" says mom.
"Oh I'm sorry happy birthday" she goes up to me and whispers "Nerd" URG I HATE HER SO MUCH.
"I'll cook some eggs and hotdogs" I said as I stand up.
"You know me so well" my mom giggles.
I come back with a full meal on my plate then as I sit down and I feel something cold in my butt. it's whip cream. I look at my pants as they are covered with whip cream. I suddenly feel a punch in my stomach, i feel my stomach and i look at my hand and its whip cream with a plastic bullet. I look under and i see my sister with a toy gun and the gun is pointing at me. This happens every year, she plays a prank on me since she was highschool.
"Gotcha Again!" Stephanie screams of laughter then she puts whip cream on her hand and slaps it on my back. I look at her with dead eyes
"Stephanie! Say sorry!" screams my mom as she stands up
"Oh! I'm so sorry, I only did that because they do that on birthdays in high school, right?" says Sabrina with a fake smile. She flips her brown curly hair in front of me like she did no harm.
"Fine, but you better clean that up Steph!" Says my mom as she continues eating her pancakes
"Excuse me" I say as I leave the table
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Teen Fiction"I'm sorry, I -" she wrenches my hand out out of her grip angrily and she snaps her cold eyes to me. I halted, rooted in my place as her glare felt like a thousand pins pricking my skin. "YOU ARE EVIL AND I WISH WE NEVER MET!" her shout ricocheted...
