I got up in the morning with the usual irritating and screeching sound of my alarm clock. It was enough to give me a temporary headache every morning. But I had to bear with it, after all, it was a lifesaver for a sleepyhead like me.I got fresh up and got ready. Then went to the kitchen to make breakfast. My Zack loved pancakes made by me.I am Fiona Andrew and I am 19. Me and my little brother, Zack live in this house, our mom died five years ago. Our dad stays out of the town because of his job. He comes home every weekend. "Hey, Zacky, Good morning. Get up, my baby." I said to his ear, stroking his hair. Jack didn't get up and moving towards me smuggled to my body. "Hey, big boy, get up. We will be late for school." I tickled him lightly."Mmm. Let me sleep Fio, ten minutes more." Jack mumbled in his sleep."Get up or I will eat all the pancakes, you will have to eat veg salad." saying to
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