I am tierd and I didn’t sleep well. Working on my book report all night wasn’t such a good Idea. As I woke up I felt like sinking into my bed because my room was freezing. I put on something completely different from what I intended on wearing. Instead of putting on my favorite red T-shirt I put on a neon orange sweater. As I walked across the pavement of our driveway, I took out some coins, ready to preform the magic trick I had practiced for hours on end. I walked out and looked back at the house. My dad was standing on a ladder fixing the window I broke with my baseball. All for one measly project.