Dirsa: Be 9 years old

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by Parkat

by Parkat

I sat at my Birthday cake. It read, 'HAPPY 10th BIRTHDAY!' I blow out the candles softly. Everyone cheers as I finish. Everyone gets a peice except me. I denied the offer. "I hate cake. Im sorry." I told my mom for the 2nd time. That adds to the many things that are wrong with me. 1: I dont like to play. I would rather read a book. 2: I hate cake. Anything bread like thats sugary. 3: I killed my dad.

Did that get your attention? Yup. I killed my dad when I was 6. Not on purpose of course. I was simply playing swords. I had a knife and got behind him and stabbed his lung. I was always an outcast because of my mistake.

After my birthday was over I went to my room. Which was 'Pretty.' A unicorn here, a bunny there and several pegasi flying. And yes, the word for more than one pegasus is pegasi. Dont argue.