I've always been an avid reader and wanted to be a writer but so far, I'm too chickened to show my story and sometimes laid-off.
So, finally I was able to post it here:
It was like fifty times that I was finaly able to pick a violet t-shirt with a "This girl can shop" print on the center, skinny jeans and a hight-cut shoes to match my outfit for the first day of cl*censored*. I'm not picky nor choosy but I just want to pick the best since i'm starting now my 3rd year highschool. My mind whirrled with expectations and thoughts to be accomplished. It vanished into thin air when I was suddenly interrupted by my mom, making breakfast downstairs. She can have the voice of a moose and gossip like a mouse. I went downstairs and sat on the counter. It was a bustle in the living room; my adopted older sister pacing the room looking for a comb, my younger sister looking for hershoes and my father, always the guy was helping my younger sister find her school shoes. Mom putting the dishes on the table. I guessed I was the only one who was all this easily. I sat on the chair of our dining table and stared at the oatmeal that was in front of me.
"I'd rather have a sandwich." I said grumpily.
"Then go make one for yourself." Mom said half-irritated.
My lazy mood take over me so I slowly ate my oatmeal pausing for 10 seconds to swallow. Shush! my morning was totally spoiled. Then my two sis sat down the vacant seats beside me. We ate in silence for a while.
Then Dad spoke "Try to take care of your sis, Lia" I met his eye and instantly look down at the oatmel I was eating.
I really hate eye-contacts, I feel irritated and uncomfortable...
Dad continue to speak mainly focusing my older sis, Nikki, her real is nicole but I'll tell you about that later. Now where was I, oh yes! Dad was telling Nikki as her role as the older sis. And mom was outside hanging clothes and...
PEEP.
"Sschoolbussie" Shayna said, my younger sis said...
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