The Pressure
I slowly rolled off the bed and already felt how horrible this day would get and already could possibly see what bad is going to happen to me at Noah's birthday. I unlocked Marshmallow's cage and he took of and slam against the door like that movie with the bird trying to get away from the wolf i think...? He sat in the grass for a minute and got up and you know doggy stuff. '' Wipe yourself Marsh-Man (that's his nickname)'' After he was done I let him back inside and gave him a treat. I thought i was done until i heard the sound of my dad coughing and realized i had to help him with the party. I walked into our kitchen and asked " Dad, do you need any help with anything?'' " No honey, i am wrapping this up now, how about you go play with Noah or Marshmallow, that would be a great help" my dad said. " Ok"
I was super bored i decided to play a little mine craft. I put in the disc i walked to go get me something to drink and when i come back my game has yogurt inside! I have never screamed so loudly in my life, " MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" She ran up to me and ask " What's wrong?" " Noah but his yogurt in my game! Slap the fiddle sticks outta him! " No, you are going to clean it up." So i walked up to Noah and slapped him. He hit the floor and started crying. Then everything got black after that. I found my self in my room with a note that said '' Y o u a r e g r o u n d e d f o r h i t t i n g N o a h!"
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