my home life
"Number 5." I said and my pajamas went off. After a light blue tank top, a black sweater/cover up, jeggings, and light brown Ugg boots slipped onto me, my hair was blown up and turned into a pony tail. The tube went down and I walked into the kitchen and typed "Cereal" into the automated breakfast dispenser. I then walked into the dining room and one robot came in with a bowl full of cereal. My mom came in, all in her woman tuxedo. <Maybe you could explain more about these machines.>
"Good morning, Jenny! You have twenty minutes before we leave. Be ready by then." My mom said.
"I know. Is Dad working today?" I asked.
"Yes, later than usual." She smiled and sat down, holding my 11 month year old baby sister, Millie.
"The caretaker will be here in a minute and she will take the baby, and then we can talk about your reward." my mom said.
"For what?" I asked.
"For your grades, of course!" In this generation, grades are everything. Every time you ace a test you level up. At level 10 you get to go to the lab. I don't know what happens then, but you come back...different. <Could you maybe explain how they are different?>
The doorbell rang and my mom looked through the keyhole.
"Oh, hello! How are you?" My mom said, opening the door for the caretaker.
"I'm doing well." The caretaker said as she took my sister from my mother's arms.
"Come on, Jenny! It's time to go." My mother told me. I followed her out after saying bye to Millie. We walked outside, taking in the air not as fresh as it could be. <Why is this? Maybe you could elaborate on why the air is not as fresh as it could be.>
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