It was monday morning. I woke up to the sound of birds chirrping out of my open window.
"Mom? Dad?" I yelled slightly as I walked out of my room onto the cold hardwood flooring of the hallway. No response. I realized it was a work день and gave out a little sigh. I was alone. Again. I walked into the kitchen, made myself some scrambled eggs and gulped them down. Somewhere inbetween all of the preparing and eating, I decided I would go kayaking in the private lake we had in the backyard. My grandparents were filthy rich and when they passed away, they left most of their fortune to my mother....
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