The story is going to be in Carlo POV.
Carlo: Next week is my 9th birthday and momma and dad are both want to make it a big celebration.
I have told them about all my friends and I am going to invite them tomorrow when I get to school.
Next day
Momma has always set my alarms at 5:00am and I brush my teeth and take my bath then Mr Gorge takes me to school and as usual I have brushed and taken my bath I am currently dressing when....
"Carl honey, come downstairs and have your break fast dear you'll be late for school".
Momma always says that but I have never been late to school.
"Okay momma, am coming right away".
I carry my bag and go downstairs which was a little difficult I have been living i n this house for lots of years but I have never gotten used to the house it's so large that the stairs are so hard to climb after brushing my hair.
We are having fries and chicken my favourite and some other side dishes also.
We say the prayers and I began eating immediately. I am so excited for my birthday next week.
"Dad I want to invite my friends for my birthday party can I?".
He gave me that look that said it could as well be asked later he always hated it when ever anyone spoke on the dining table in fact he has always hated it whenever I made an attempt to talk any time.
"Carl, you know that it is improper ...blah blah blah and about your friends now that caught my attention of course you can invite them but tell them to tell their parents then bring replies tomorrow. Okay?".
"Yes dad thank you dad".
I finished my meal and thanked my mom then I carry my bag and go to the parking lot to meet Mr George but then.......
I saw a shadow following me and it looked like in the horror films that me and momma used to watch the figure looked like it held a knife up and I turned back immediately but then.....
I only saw Dad.
"Carl son, you forgot your lunch box, and your mom was in the kitchen so I decided to bring it to you my self".
Okay this conversation is really weird. Dad never does this. Well whatever...
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Well how are you guys liking the story so far. Carl really seems like a mature kid I pray his maturity helps him get through future challenges.....
Yours faithfully
S.k
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