My sister is having her birthday party today. That means a bunch of screaming sixth grade girls getting hyper of cake, ice cream and cola and chatting NON-STOP. I'm tempted to run off to a friend's house and beg to spend the night there (the only thing stopping me is that it's dark out and I'm terrified of the dark).
Yes. I am 15 and a half and terrified of the dark. You may laugh.
If their incessant chatter continues, I will be unable to sleep tonight. THAT WILL NOT MAKE ME HAPPY. NOT AT ALL.
I wish I could trade my sister for one of my MC's...that would be AWESOME.
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