What goes on at home

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('tis wha' happens when Bryan ain't at work yet).

Bryan's POV
Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm clock went off. I quickly got up and shut off my alarm clock. I then changed into my work clothing. Luckily, I have a lot of these just in case my step-father does something. He could throw an empty alcohol glass bottle at me, or he could stab me. I went downstairs to the kitchen only to find that my step-father had one of the sharpest knives in his hand. "Hello, brat." My poor excuse for a father said to me. "Hello, Father." I said back to him. My step-father got closer to me, and he stabbed me numerous times, but he missed my heart exclusively. "This is all you are going to get today, but wait until you get home; I've got a surprise for you." My step-father said to me. Ouch, that's going to be a pain. I went back upstairs and changed my clothes. I went back downstairs and headed out the front door to go to Freddy Land.

Sorry, this is short; I didn't know what else to write.

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