Another boring day, sitting here watching TV. Holding a bottle of black spray paint in my hands. "What should I use you for" I said. Maybe I should vandalize my living room for the fun of it. Heck no my parents will kill me. Speaking of my parents why are they taking so long with my ice cream? Argh. I looked up at the ceiling so blank like me. I let out a small sigh. "Why is it so boring?" I said out loud. I gazed at the bottle in my hands then looked around the room. I thought for a moment. "Hehe they wouldn't know and besides I don't really care if they kill me," I said as I walked to a blank clean white wall. I shook the bottle of black spray paint and began spraying. "Done." I stepped back and viewed my beautiful masterpiece. "Woo that was fun while it lasted." I still had the bottle in my hands since there was some left. Suddenly I heard keys going through the front door lock. "Shit they're home" I panicked. Oh no the spray paint. I looked at it. Carelessly I threw it somewhere in the kitchen, but what about my masterpiece? Damn I was lying about that I didn't care if they kill me. It was a big fat lie. The front door flung open and stepped in first was my mom with the grocery bags. Hopefully my ice cream is in there and not melted because if it is I don't know but I will cry. I stood in front of my art so she wouldn't see but I couldn't even cover the whole thing and yeah I will expect she will dominate me for this. "Bee why are you just standing there? Help me," my mom said. I started to play with my hands. "Uh, mom you see I can't move right now," I said not meeting her eyes. "And why is that?" she asked. "Haha funny thing you know I did something that you told me not to do again or something bad. Well I did something b- "What! You burnt noodles in the microwave again!" I stood there dumbstruck. "What no! Why did you have to bring that up?" She cocked her eyebrow. "Then what'd you do?" She said the last part slowly. I sweat dropped. Think of a lie fast. "Um." I know she's waiting for my answer. But just then my dad stepped in. Oh no. Even worse. The father dragon "Bee go get the other bags in the car" he said. "Why are you standing there go." I just looked straight ahead. "She said she did something again," said my mom. My dad looked at me. I knew it right there he spotted the black spray paint on the wall. "Bee step a side," he said. I bit my lip. "Why?" He gave me better-do-it-now look. I mumbled and stepped away with my back turned away from them. I heard my mom gasped. Okay here it goes the fire breath. "Bee why would you do that," my mom sighed. "Well I was bored?" I said sheepishly. "Bee we will deal with this tomorrow just get the bags in here. Wait what no fire breath? I swear that was going to happen next. Wait. Wait this is going fast. Where's my punishment. Oh hell to the no. Something is up. Oh Whatever. I grumbled and walked out the door to get the bags.
I was swirling on the kitchen chair while my mom was making food. "Uh, hey mom where's my ice cream" I asked. "We forgot to buy it." I stop spinning. "What! No! Why!" I screamed. "I'm sorry Bee we'll get it next time. Oh and we have something to tell you." Where's dad" I ignored the last part. Mom sighed. "He went somewhere which leads to we have something to tell you." "What is it?" I asked waiting for her answer. "Wel- The front door opened with dad. He walked in. "They're here," he smiled to us. "What who's they?" I said trying to figure out what's going on. Then suddenly heads walked in. My dad smiled and said, "You have new brothers and a sister!" I stood there frozen. Did he say I have new brothers and a sister? I just continue to stay still and finally all I can say was "What!"