by BRION
I can’t believe it. My dog ran away. My house burned down, my favorite park is getting destroyed, and I’m sick. But those are okay. What I can’t deal with is the fact that today is picture day. My hairs a mess, I missed breakfast (no house to cook it with), I have nothing to wear and hardly got any sleep. You know when you’re as tall as I am, sleeping in the backseat of a car can be pretty uncomfortable. Looks like I should go to the store and buy something to wear. “I want this one miss. The one in baby blue.” The backdrop resembled that of an ocean. I’m getting pumped. I can get a new dog, move somewhere else, get more clothes, but there was only one picture day. I put it on. The shirt is so pretty. There’s an echoing thought that alerts me something’s wrong, but I ignore it. My best friend points out that it’s the cutest SKY BLUE shirt he’d ever seen. I looked down. I hate sky blue. Why is this happening? I let out a scream of sheer and utter disappointment, right as the photographer took the picture.
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