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Ma mom who is bundled up in winter every thing: Emma Aren't u going to school?"

I look at her in the eyes, squat, make frog face, and flail my arms everywhere and then point them at the window which were covered in ice and snow.

Mom: oh ok. Well want some pumpkin spice latte?" She says as she has a bucket of pumpkin spice latte around her head with pumpkin spice bread in her mouth.

I slowly back away while getting my lemonade and pouring it all over my body to propel the pumpkin spice vampires away.

Having chick-fa-la cup on head, I skip around everywhere whilst having a chain of plastics middle fingers attached to the bloody chain.

That's what I dream about.

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