Oh lord. I look nice, I guess. I quickly ran down the stairs. Like a ninja! Until... I tripped
on one of the steps, slipping all the way down. Luckily I didn't fall on my face.
"Darn it!" I yelled and the worst part was that my mom heard.
"Ally! Language" she yelled back.
"Sorry mom" I apologized.
I kinda never needed to watch my language. It was kinda a good habit. But it would "slip" sometimes.As I walked into the kitchen I saw my mom who had made be toast with peanut butter on top.
"Thanks mom" I said.
"You're welcome honey" she replied.
It was nice being an only child, but then...
"Mom! Where is my sandwich?! With extra cheese and mayo!" my brother Kyle interrupted rudely interrupted.
I would always get mad at Kyle because he would always be super rude to mom.
"Mom why did you have to have another child? That is awfully rude!" I questioned her.
"Hey!" Kyle yelled as he stuck his tongue out at me.
"Guys calm down! Please?" She asked calmly. Mom was never the one to be rude, and we appreciated that about her.She may not be perfect, but she is perfect for us.
After dad passed away mom would cry all the time in her room. This happened when I was just 5 years old, so I don't remember much. Im human, so I would cry as well. Kyle was just a toddler so of course he knows absolutely nothing. I just wish he could've understood what mom was going through. If he could he wouldn't be as rude to mom as he is now.
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Thanks for reading. As I said the chapters will get longer as you go on! Until next time bye readers!
