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When I woke up the next day nothing seemed different. It seemed like another day. A normal Tuesday. I got dressed and went downstairs. My mom yelled "Happy birthday!" I thanked her and sat down. She handed me a plate with two pancakes(covered in whipped cream!), sausage, and egg on it. I grabbed my fork and ate the whipped cream. Then, drenched the rest of the plate in syrup. I gobbled down the food and asked my mom if dad was going to be home today. She said at around 6 when I will be getting back from the swings. I gave her a hug and said bye. When I got to the swings Sophia was there. I started swinging and we were talking. I wished her happy birthday and she said the same to me. That was the last good moment of that day.

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