Mom woke me up at 7 o'clock in the morning for school. She lets me choose my outfits, and today I chose to wear a pink My Little Pony shirt with purple tights that had white polka dots on it. I jumped down each and every mahogany-colored stair one by one until I got to the bottom. As I sniffed the air, Mom said "Good morning Princess!" Mr. Brooks stood next to her and said "Hello sweety." That sent shivers down my spine. It always sent shivers down my sine when he said anything affectionate towards me.
"We have pancakes for breakfast! Chocolate Chip Pancakes to be exact!" Mom explained as she put the pancake on to my plate. My mouth watered at the smell. I didn't eat until I was told I could, and I dug in. After I finished my mom laughed. I looked at her and asked what was funny. I see her wet a cloth and come near me. I knew what that meant and I tried to get away before she could. I was too slow, and felt the cold water on my face. I squeaked, making Mommy and Mr. Brooks laugh.
"Let's go to school now sweetheart." Mommy said. Of course at that moment Dan started crying. Mr. Brooks looked at Mom and said "I got this." Mommy nodded and took me to the car. She looked sad, so I hugged her. She was surprised but she hugged back. She picked me up and put me in the car seat. I was too short for my age, as the nice lady in white had said. I played with my two little My Little Pony dolls. After what seemed like seconds, we were at the school. Mommy helped me out of the car seat and walked me to my classroom. I was as happy as a 7 year old could be.
When we walked in, Mrs. Rival walked up to me and said "Hello Monika! I'm Mrs. Rivaille." I smiled and responded as I was taught to do.
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I made new friends and their names were Nick, Karin, Leon, London, and Levi. They're really nice as well as Mrs. Rivll and I had lots of fun but we had to leave because school ended. Mr. Brooks picked me up and I wasn't happy about that. "Hey little stinker!" He said as soon as I got into the backseat. I just responded with a small nod. He is so creepy. On the way home, he kept looking at me. A lot. Goodness, what is with him?
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The love and the lies (Sad story)
Ficción GeneralWhy was it this way? I want to be normal. Please help me! My arms hurt and I want to be the younger me. All the songs in this do not belong to me. I found them searching across Spotify and YouTube. All the rights go to their owners.