I wake up to my baby sister crying, but when I wake up, the morning sky tells me its time for school. The Sky wasn’t so bright, considering it was 6:30 only. I say good morning to the clouds and the shinning sun, which both have a bright smile. I run to my dresser and open it, I pick a black pants, white and red shirt and walk in my bathroom. I gaze at my smile and put on my clothes. I comb my dark orange hair feel my freckles, they feel like skin and I decide to brush my teeth and wash my face. My teeth create a big smile as I brush and brush and finally–rinse. After washing my face and brushing my teeth and changing, I grab a sock, and run to my red backpack. I unzip it and put my books inside. I notice a book with a face forcing a smile and grin. Then I grab my backpack and rush downstairs, afraid I was late for breakfast. But as soon as I reach the end of the stairs, I see my little toddler sister, Amber, eating cereal. “Oh hey Quinn, honey!” mama said as she poured some oatmeal into a red bowl with some small strips sticking out. “Here you go, you can add some fruit, I’ll grab the orange juice,” mama said. “Good morning fellow people!” dad announced walking downstairs. “Well their you are, Chris,” mama said. “Yes yes,” dad replied. I giggle and grab some blueberries and put lots in. I scrambled them and then lined them up. Then it kind of curved into a smile! Then mama placed down the orange juices and sat down. “Eat eat!” she said, clapping her hands. I eat my oatmeal and hop over to the kitchen again. I grab my lunch box and walk to the door, “Bye guys!” I say at the door and I run fast to the bus. At lunch in school, I open my lunch box. Mama left a note inside as always, I know you might be thinking, “Hey, your in middle school, why do you need a note?” well I think its kind of cute actually. And I know I’m 11, but I’m still a kid, you got to enjoy it you know? Anyway, I open up the not and read it, it said “I brought you pancakes, with fruit, syrup, banana, and grapes. Enjoy! I love you.” with a smiley face. My friend Jessica, but I call her Jessi, peeks over to see. “Woah! Pancakes again?” she asks and I nod. I look at the smile and look at everyone at the table, they all have smiles. Which makes me happy of course. Once I get home, everyone gives me a smile, and this day just can’t get better.
