The Best Worst Mistake Of Kennedy

Chapter 1. "Hello Kenn!"

Bla, blah, blah, everything goes the same as always in this world, cruel situations, unforgettable horrible images, and cruel lives.
Anyway...

Sleeping is so delicious!

I was in my deepest dreams, when my sister's barefoot steps on the glass made me wake up to look, not quite opening my eyes, her small figure that was stealthily approaching my comfort zone, if, in my king- Size, which is my best gift, suddenly an annoying and sweet voice, came out of his mouth ...

- KENNEDY! Get up fast! I'm going to be late for my last day of school. - She cried desperately as she climbed onto my bed to annoy me.

Let's see, do I sleep?

- Already wake up that you still have to help me to do my homework! - I was still jumping on my bed, and although I was not crushing any part of the body, I was already beginning to irritate. As I ignored him, he got out, took a pillow that was lying near the dressing table and stamped it directly on my face.

The only thing that was missing, he asked me to do his homework and mistreats my beautiful face.

- Calm down, Jennifer! - There were so many ways to wake people up, I did not have to go grotesque. Besides, it was six o'clock in the morning, God! That makes you awake if you enter until eight o'clock. - Could you not wake me up in a different way? - I said carving my eyes with my clenched fists.

- I spoke to you many times, I avoided beating you, but it did not work, I'm not to blame - And it was totally true, my dream has always been heavy as a rock, and I have to admit that although I speak with a loud voice, awake, well, this time was the exception because I was already awake.

- Okay, okay, this time it happened to you, it hurt, and for that reason I will tell you that if that pillow touches my beautiful face again, forget that I help you with your tasks, you understand? - I forgive him because he is my sister and also because I know that later he will forget and will do it again.

- Okay! - She said nodding.

- Come on, be ready that we are late and to top it all, you have not done your homework.

After nearly an hour of getting ready, he finally emerged from his room, so radiant.

How is it possible for a seven-year-old girl to go so joyfully and enthusiastically to school? Maybe it's because it's his last day of school, although the truth is that I do not see anything different.

Obviously I've been ready for half an hour, I'm not one that takes so long getting ready, I like makeup, yes, but I do not exceed in that material, Jennifer always comes in at 8:00 am, and it's a mess that all Mornings so late in leaving, if it's just a girl. I regularly enter at 7:00 am, but since it is almost the end of the course, my classes have decreased, so this last week of classes, I can arrive until 8:00 in the morning.

My mother works, she is a pediatrician in a private hospital and she attends her own private practice, in the hospital her schedules are not so accessible, she leaves home at six in the morning and arrives at twelve at noon, goes to his office at three in the afternoon, and comes back at ten o'clock at night.

My father works in a company in New York and since our house is in California, we can not see him very often, he regularly visits us every two weeks or sometimes it takes up to a month, but when he comes home we all wait with open arms and very happy, I would love to spend more time with my parents.