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I sigh as I finally get home with 3 kids holding on to me like koalas, asking for multiple things. All I want to do is pass out for the next week, but I can't I got so much stuff I have to do it would drive any adult crazy but it's got to be done.


After a LONG night of doing hw for the kids making dinner and putting the kids to sleep I can finally get my stuff done. It's 10:30 right now. So I got about and hour and a half before my dad's get home.


And for those of you who are thinking 'I have not heard her speak once' you would be right. I don't speak a lot I have never really had a reason to talk.

As I am finishing up my work I hear the front door open and talking . I quickly look at the clock on the stove and I see it's 12:03. Oh shoot my dad's are home, I start to pack up all of my stuff into my bag when my dad's walk into the kitchen.

"Oh hey Max what are you doing up this late?" My dad asks as he sets down his stuff. "Just finishing up the last of my homework, dinner is in the stove I'm gonna go to bed." I say as I start to walk out of the kitchen. "Are you sure cause there are only 3 bowls in the sink and i know that the other 3 wouldn't skip out on your cooking?" My papa asks as he puts his arm around my shoulder, I immediately try to get out of his hold. " I don't like people touching me, and im fine I had a big lunch today I'll be fine." I say as I walk out of the kitchen "Night " I yell as I walk upstairs.


But as always........ I don't get a response.

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