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As I sneaked into the kitchen, I smelled the the warm cookies. Then I herd the sound of them being placed into the cookie jar. Finally I scan the kitchen. My mom was in there. I shall have to wait until she leaves to retrieve the cookies. As soon as she steps out the door I rush to the kitchen. I swing open the cabinet that holds the cookie jar. It was empty. What a surprise. It was the handy work of my older sister. I found her in her room snacking on the chocolate chip cookies, reading a book.

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.

As I sat on couch to start watching TV. When I got board I went and read a book.  I stopped to take a break and realized why I got so board when I was watching TV. I looked down at the bag of salt and vinegar kettle chips I was holding. I went back to the TV and started watching, suddenly the TV characters were bright and colorful. The vinegar was so sharp, it tasted wonderful. After a while my mom came down to tell me to stop watching TV. I couldn’t get the wonderful taste out of my mouth.

As I sat on the living room couch I thought about going out side, it was starting to rain but I didn’t care, I needed some fresh air. All my thoughts are jumbled in my brain. I don’t feel like doing work. I don’t feel like cleaning like my mom said because even if it’s a stress reliever for her, I don’t think it is for me. As I walked down the street I notice a small teddy bear. I took a closer look. Since It was only lightly raining, it wasn’t that dirty or wet. I took it home. It looked very sad, just like my life.

I was practicing for my violin concert and one of my friends came over to practice with me.we took a lunch break. When we came back to start practicing. She went to play a E but it was completely out of tune. I wonder who did it. My mom came in to see what happened. I could not forget the look she gave me. It was confused but also mad because my baby brother was taking a nap in the other room. My brother started crying and for that mom told me that I had to babysit him for the rest of the week. It was worth it though.

Chores don’t make sense to me. Why clean your house when you’re going to mess it all up again? And you know how you can sleep in on the weekend? Well I had to wake up at 6:00 to start my chores. First my mom told me to make breakfast but she was all ready awake, why couldn’t she do it herself? Then My baby brother vomited on the fringe of carpet. And guess who had to clean it up. Me. I burned the eggs and they turned black, I don’t think they were even edible. I knew I saw flickering on the stove but I was too tired to care. And when I was sorting the clothes to get washed I mixed up the whites with the colors. now my dad’s favorite white T-shirt is pink. And even if my parents shouted at me for being ”careless” it was kind of their fault too.