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By Surhraa Reed
I wake up early in the morning
tired and lazy
Waiting for the bathrom door
To open.
I wash and start to get dressed
but only before
waking up my little brother.
I go down stairs to charge my iPhone.
By the time of 7:40
we are out of the house
and on our way to hell.
First 10th and Rockland
and next
to 9th and Lindley.
The day can be
good or bad
and around 3:30 I’m out and about
going to the side to pick up my little brother Surron
at the Birney Prep school doors.
Then home to to do this stupid homework
that the teachers assign.