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I wake up. I slowly get out of bed, grab my slippers and head downstairs. My mother is making breakfast and my brother Is on his phone. I sit down and my mother greets me with a kiss on the forehead.
"Is dad up yet?" I ask.
"Not yet," my mother replies.
"Okay," I reply.
Mother comes over with my pancakes and hands a plate to me. After breakfast I go get dressed and I head out to hang out with my friends.

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