[06] Not my mom's meatloaf please

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Once I entered my house, I had to pinch my nose to the smell in the kitchen

Too late, the stench invaded my nose making me want to gag

The only thing going through my mind was "Oh no"

It was my mother's meatloaf and I HATED her meatloaf

"Dinners ready Nina!"

I groaned "Ok mom" I yelled back

"How was school sweetheart?"

"It was good mom" I yelled as I started descending the stairs

After I ate, the taste was still in my mouth. Gross!

A few hours later I went to brush my teeth

I lay in bed feeling not tired. A few minutes later, my eyelids became heavy and I fell asleep

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