I open my eyes in the morning to the sun beams glaring through my window. I hear the sound of chiming and clanking of dishes being washed right outside my door. As i step onto the cold floor I hear my stomach rumble like an earthquake, then i rush to the kitchen to quench my hunger. I open the fridge and find all kinds of different things from leftover squash biscuits to the chicken thighs from 2 weeks ago. Then I find what i'm looking for...Milk! I open the cereal cabinet only to discover that all the boxes are empty besides the raisin brand!
I scramble around the kitchen like a squirrel who lost its nuts in search of food. As the search dies down I realize I must settle for a cup of coffee and a power bar. I walk into the dining room and my ears are filled with the sound of gunshots. Panicked, I sprint into my brothers room to find that the sound was coming from his tv speakers. Relieved of my fearful thoughts I walk into the dining room to find something unbelievable.
What I found was a mix of chewed cat feces and throw up in the chair i was going to sit upon. I dash to the kitchen to get the towels to wipe the feces off my chair, but I hear another strange noise coming from my room! I unexpectedly saw the sight of my brothers kitten dry heaving on my favorite pillow. Filled with anger I throw the kittin across the house. From what I believed my morning troubles were almost over but that was far from the truth when I heard the first “MOM!” yelled from my brothers lips.
My mother goes in his room and they begin screaming viciously at each other like two street cats. To muffle the sound I begin to do my homework. My first math question “abdx1/2 + wfj^8 X 46,582 / 32^2” seemed impossible but I pushed through and found the answer. I made my way through my other subjects and the rest of the day was looking good, but before I knew it it was time for me to go to work and start all my troubles again.