Emma peeled her body out of bed, then looked around at her clean room. She had cleaned it yesterday cause it was REALLY Messy, You couldn't see the floor! Emma reached for her iPhone 6, then scrolled through messenger. "Wow" she said to herself, there was so much hate messages on her phone, then she continued to delete random users, some she didn't know, some she did. Some were old friends that began to avoid her, some were new friends with users that they thought she didn't know they were them. But she did, sometimes she wishes she didn't so she wouldn't cry so much at night. Emma put down her phone, she gave up trying to ignore, and delete all these people. She got up out of bed and stumbled down stairs for breakfast, still in her loose pizza shirt and fuzzy donut shorts with small loose strings that were torn off by her old dog. Emma entered the small kitchen/dining room, then looked around. Her mom was making coffee in her PJs and messy bun, and dad was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. She tried to light up the situation, and asked "whats for breakfast mum?" With a sheer smile on her tired face. Her mom turned toward Emma and replied in an unsteady grumpy tone,"Cereal" she turned back to the coffee maker and stirred her coffee.
Emma glanced at the gray box with big bold plain letters "Morning Oats, Whole Wheat Cereal"
Well then, lets look on the bright side she thought, at least it isn't raisin bran! Emma crossed the small room, to the table in the corner. She sat down and poured some Morning Oats into her plain white bowl. The oats were plain cream colored and had the normal appearance of an oat. She took a bite, "errck!" Emma spewed with a mouth full of food. Her mom and dad looked at her with unpleasant looks, "are you okay Emma?" Her dad said, as he put down the wrinkled newspaper. She forced the oats down her throat the replied "Yeah, Dad, Im Fine!" She smiled.
She Just ate a spoon full of stale oats.
