hi this is my first article comment and tell me what you thing and give me any advice that you cna muster up cause i am only 14 and i need all the help i can get but i will be finishing this after a get a few replies all right please tell me what you think i will apreciate all the help thank you an i hope you enjoy the begenning
Oh crap!!!!!!! no no no no no im ginna be late again..... Amber threw on her close grabed her neon green book bag and rushed out of her bed room door. Amber began running down the stairs to her peril white two story three bedroom house..
Ah well good morning sleepy head said Amber's mom. "MOM" said Amber abruptly. Why didn't you wake me.. Amber began running threw the kitchen grabing a piece of half buttered half burnt peace of toast. Wait hone-" Cant talk gotta go.
"Bu-" but it was to late she had already left slaming the off white glass door behind her. Oh well said her mother.
Hi mom. Hey sweety want some breakfast? Nuh! Hey mom where's Amber going? She forgot its saturday again.
Mom! Yes! Is there something wrong with Mrs.lose-a-lots... Hey don't talk about your sister like that..You know that she is under a lot of presure.Mickel sat down on the light brow wood chair in the kitchen at the dinning room table..
Amber came barging in the front door."You know you could of told me it was saturday" I tried to but-(YOU WERE GOING TO BE LATE) said her mother sarcastically
mickel giggled trying for his sister not to here it. And you you little tworp im gunna pound you!!! said Amber
For what?? What did i do thid time??? Dont act like i didn't just here you snickering at me its not funny!!
Im sorry! Your rite its not funny its fricking helarious hahahahhahaahah 'mickel burst out laughing'
Watch when you get into high school im going to do the same thing to you when you get stressed out and im going to start doing the same thing's to you that you are doing to me. "Said Amber"
OH yes but the only differance between you and me is that when i do it im not going to be running around like a chick with its head cut off "screaming" IM GOING TO BE LATE IM GOING TO BE LATE... "Said mickel sarcastically"
Oh yes like your going to be any better, oh and your rite you wont be running like a chicken with its head cut off screaming "IM GOING TO BE LATE IM GOING TO BE LATE" no your going to be running around like the little brat you are screaming "I DONT HAVE A DATE I DONT HAVE A DATE"
All right you to settle down and stop the bickering 'said there mom'.
