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“Come for dinner, Muskaan,” said my Mom for like the 4th time. “Mom, can’t you see I am working, I am coming in like five minutes,” I yelled back. “Muskaan, please come, the food is getting cold!” urged my Mom. “Fine, arghh, you are so annoying!” I screamed. I threw my faulty phone onto the couch and stomped to the dinning table. I saw my parents staring me down but I did not want to look or talk with them. My mom signaled something to my dad and then he gets up and puts some Indian food onto my plate. We ate quietly for five minutes, until ...
Submitted to Contest #98
“Ouch!” screamed Lisa while feeling this heated knob on her forehead that she got from hitting the frame of her bed. She got this weird feeling. This premonition feeling. “You alright? Oh lord, there is a whole red bump on your forehead” exclaimed Matt, Lisa’s twin brother. “Ya I think so, but I am having this weird tingly feeling” Lisa said with concern on her face. “Oh please, that’s cap, you're lying, why did you have to get that feeling before our big trip to the Devil’s cave? '' moaned Matt. “But it is that bad feeling, ...
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