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i hate mondays
Today is the worse day ever. It’s Monday and I hate Mondays because they don’t work out too well with me. The reason I hate Mondays because it always take me forever to get ready. Some never get to eat breakfast. And guess what, my little sister always get to the bathroom before I do.
“No, I was here first!”She yelled.
“So what, I got to get ready for school!” I replied.
“Well you’re going to have to wait!” She demanded.
“Why do I have to wait? When I’m the oldest, so I should go first.”
“So, what if you’re the oldest!’
“Well, I’m telling that, you broke momma’s vase if I can’t go first.”
“Okay! “Okay! Just kidding you still can’t go first.”
“Fine I’m really telling!”
“I hate you!”
“Okay what’s going on?” Said my mom.
“She’s mad that I got to the bathroom first. “Replied ja’kayla.
“Well Kyra if she was here first, then why are you mad? Say sorry now!”
“Sorry Kayla for being rude and inconsiderate.”
Mondays, Mondays, they don’t observe.
Oh how they get on my nerve.
You have to wake up early to get ready for school.
On Mondays I never find my shoes.
Mondays make me sick I wish there were no such thing.
I wish every time you hate something you get a ring.
I’d be shinning from head to toe.
`That’s how much I hate Mondays you know.
Thank you for listening to my story.