Styles reflection

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Lacey's P.O.V

I wake up to the sound of my family talking in the kitchen. I throw my covers off of me and hop out of bed startling autumn. I throw on some leggings and a sweat shirt that went a little shorter than half way down my thighs. I put on some little converse and I put on a head band. I slide my pocket sized bible in my sweat shirt pocket and I walk out of the room once I'm satisfied with my look.

I walk into the kitchen and I see my family sitting at the table talking and enjoying there breakfast. None of them payed any attention to me except for Harry. He was giving me a guilty look as I got on a step stool to reach the bowls on the top shelf. I grab a bowl and I get off the step stool and fill the bowl with lucky charms and milk. I grab a chocolate milk and a spoon. I walk past the table to go out side.

"Morning Lacey" Cassey says. My parents shot there heads towards me and they give me a look a if they couldn't believe I was still alive. "Good morning" I say giving Cassey a smile and walking out side to the back porch. I could feel my family watching me.

I sit down on the swinging bench and I set my bowl on a wicker table next to me. I get out my bible and I begin reading it as I enjoy me breakfast.

I finish my breakfast and I set down my bible. Harry and Cassey walk out the back door and for some reason Harry was holding a guitar case. "Hey we wanted to join you" Cassey says. I smile, "umm Harry why do you have a guitar" I ask. "I've gotta get it cleaned" Harry says. "So what were you doing" Cassey asks. "Just reading" I say picking up my bible and putting it in my pocket. "Why do you love reading the bible" Cassey asks. "Because the bible holds the answers to every thing in the world" I say. "Oh well what's your favorite part" Cassey asks. "The beging when god created the earth" I say.

"Huh" Cassey says. "Okay how about I put it in a fun song I learned Harry can I borrow you guitar" I say. "When did you learn to play the guitar" Harry asks handing me his guitar. "I taught myself" I say standing up with Harry's guitar that was way to big for me but oh well I begin to play and sing. Soon they had all joined in.

We all begin laughing, and me and Harry end up on the ground. Harry looks over at me and I look at him. I wonder if he remembers slapping me. "I'm sorry" Harry say with sorry eyes softly running his fingers over the cheek he slapped. Ya he remembered.

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Okay, so I'm really sorry or not updating for so long and I'm sorry for any mistakes. I love you guys.