So about five minutes ago I was just sitting in my bed, reading fanfics.
And then my dad just suddenly opens my door and yells, "yOU'RE OLD PIANO TEACHER IS HERE GET IN YOUR MOTHER AND I'S ROOM" (Note that my dad said this in a language that wasn't English and my parents and I call my old piano teacher another name)
aND I JUST NYOOMED OUT OF MY ROOM TO MY PARENT'S ROOM BECAUSE MY OLD PIANO TEACHER SUCKS.
Then my dad and I just waited there for five minutes hoping that he wasn't wondering where I was.
We could hear my grandma opening the door to let him and they were talking about something which I didn't really care about at the moment.
And after we heard him leaving my dad looked out of the window and said that he was gone.
It turns out he wasn't going to my house to visit me, thankfully, but he was taking his stick, that he used to hit my fingers with when I made a mistake, back because we kept it for like two years and never called him and asked him to take it back.
So yeah, that was my moment of death.
Until next time.
-Mars
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Milk and Bubbles
RandomAs you blow more and more into the straw you're drinking your glass of milk from, the bubbles start to overflow and surround you. How much can you take? Updates, tags, rants, and everything in between will go here!
