Just to fill u in, Toni is a character just like any one of you, unless you're a boy. She has an older brother who she despises, a mom, and a dad. If you would not like to read about the life of a 13-year-old girl, turn back. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy.
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"Toni, are you alive? Toni?" I pulled the blankets over my head. My mom pulls them back down.
"Yes mom, I'm still alive. It's only…" I search around my room for the alarm clock. "11:30. Can't I sleep a little longer?" Ever since I passed out last summer my mom has been way overprotective.
"No you cannot. Your cousins are here. You are their host."
"I didn't ask them to come," I say. My cousins never come to our house. They are always too busy having a life.
"Well I did," she says, with that voice that means business.
"I'll be down in, 10 minutes?" I hold my breath.
"Don't hold your breath, " mom says. I exhale. "Try five minutes." And with that said, she walks out the door.
"Don't bother closing the door!" I yell back to her. Who knows how long it would take those little aliens disguised as relatives to realize that my door was open and come parading in. I just got a Nintendo 64 from my grandma, and it doesn't even look new after my cousins use it.
I search for my shorts under my piles of junk. "Mom! Have you seen my shorts?"
"You're wearing them sweetheart"
I look down and sure enough. They're right there covering my bum. I guess I fell asleep with them on, trying to think of how I could avoid the aliens. I opened my dresser drawer, covered my eyes, and grabbed whichever shirt I touched first. That's my method of fashion over the summer. I don't really have to try to look good since we're just isolated up on a hill and we never go anywhere anyway, because we don't have a life. Most of my friends are busy or live too far away to walk to their hoses, so I can hardly go hang out with them. Why don't I get a ride from my parents you ask? Because they always say that they're busy, but that's impossible because they don't even have a life to be busy in.
I here a clash from the kitchen and that brings me back to earth. I pull a brush through my hair and walk out the door, but no sooner do I exit my room, two of the aliens push past me and to my Nintendo. "Don't break anything!" I yell to them, but I know it was just a waist of breath. I mean, how could they hear me. They already started the first stage of vegetable, drooling. I slowly walk down the stairs, savoring my last moments of freedom. I think happy thoughts as I walk, slowly, to the depths of despair.
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So how do u like it? Please review. This is pretty much the only story I'm proud of. I'll try to make it more interesting as I go on, if I even go on. So please review or I will be in misery for the rest of my lonely pitiful life. Or, I will sick DG's flesh eating lamas on you. I still haven't gotten my own yet. (^^) (^^)
