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“Morning mom, I’m off to school!”

I yelled when I was almost down the stair in my jogging steps.

“Ain’t you gonna have breakfast, c’mon have a seat, I already made breakfast.” Mom flashed a smile at me, her hair was packed in a messy bun and her brown eyes glittered. She was slender and short, well because I have grown taller than her.

“I’m already late, I don’t think I can eat.”

“Don’t even say that.” My father baritone came through from the other side of the room, with a towel around his neck, he was a tall huge man with a bald head. Well, you can say, that’s where I got the height but no...I look nothing like my father.

I was the pretty princess after all.

Scratch that.

I know you’ve already concluded too, that I was weird.

Well...

“Dad...” I pouted my lips at him.

“I’ll drop you off at school and on my way home I’m gonna get the cake, it’s your birthday tomorrow.” He walked up to me and kissed the side of my cheeks.