I woke up this morning on the sound of my special alarm clock, which is not a clock, and it does not even have an alarm. They are my neighbors up stairs, they have 2 beautiful high school girls, and another 250 pounds kid whom I do not know where did he came from since all his family is skinny. His name is Tony McBurger, no, I am lying, and his real name is Tony McBride. I call him that call he is always eating some big burgers. It does not bother me that he eats a lot, but I feel sorry for his family, he eats all their food, which is why they are skinny. Not just eating food, Tony will eat anything. At the age of 6 he was caught eating his father’s shoes and his mother’s pajamas because they had some fruits on them. He did not eat them, I was kidding, but I am sure he has something similar to that hiding behind his stomach.
Anyways, the reason I woke up everyday at 7 am is because of McBurger’s mother, Mrs. No where. I call her that because of her voice is like opera people, and she is so skinny, her voice comes out from nowhere. It is not just her voice that makes me wake up, but it is McBurger too, oh my god, here comes the pain, his 5 feet diameter monster legs comes straight down on the floor. Then I wake up terrified because of the sound as if it were judgment day, waking me up from my nice dreams with Jessie and Megan, oh man. However sometimes these monsters save me sometimes from dinosaurs in my nightmares. Besides all that, I feel sorry for Tony because it is not his fault, I mean it is his fault; it is actually his mother’s fault who is always feeding him with food and drinks.
After all that, I get out of my bed, which is not my bed, it is my sister’s who got married. She is actually divorced now and in jail. I take a shower with some nice-smelling shower gel, which is not even a gel, it is a Dove soup, and it smells horrible. I get dressed then and put on my fake Adidas shoes, which are not even sports shoes, they are my dad’s leather shoes, it smells horrible too. I go to the door to leave the house, but oh no, it is my mother telling me to take care and kiss me goodbye or whatever, I don’t like it that way, or actually I do like it. It is better than having a drug dealer mother or something. Okay, I finally leave my house, which is my dad’s house, and go to school walking 2 miles. What bother me is watching Tony driving his big truck to school, he could have walked to burn some calories, but oh well, his parents probably do not want him so he can always look good, or “double good.”
I arrive at school and go to my physics class, wow, a physics class at 8 am in the morning. This class is very easy for me, it is not unfortunately, its hard, hard is nothing actually, and it is like trying to read Japanese. I am always paying attention in the class, not to Mr. Universe, who is living in a dream world far from the universe. I am truly paying attention to my dreams, to Jessie and Megan. Anyways, the bell rings finally so I can go home again. I only have one class because I passed everything except physics, and probably not passing it in this world. I go to my house, which is not my house, and say hi to my mom again, who is not my mom, she is my step-mother, and sleep again in my sister’s bed, who is my sister in law. And wake up again the next day on the sounds of Tony, who is actually my cousin, and his mom, who is, sorry to say, my aunt. I hate it!
