Shuler (Shy-ler) :
Im floating gently through the sky. The clouds surronding me. I stop randomly and start daning to my favorite songe like a professional. Back up dancers accompany me and suddenly were filming a music vedio and im the lead singer. Im dancing my heart out and having loads of fun and th- Knock-kcock -kncok!
Three knocks on the door interupt in break apart my random day dream. My mom comes running down the hall so fast i dont get a glimps at what shes wearing. I go to the kitchen by instinct. My mom comes prancing up the stairs wear the biggest white high heeled boots i have everr seen then come up to her knees while wearing a way too mini- mini skirt that would be too short on a 2 year old and a halter topthat had been but in half showing off her perfectly tanned belly. Thgis time some man i dont reconize follows her up.
"Umm hi" I say to him as he walks in the kitchen
"Hi Schuker" He says hold out his hand to me sd if h actually expects me to shake it.
"Its Schuler" I responed looking at his hand. Afer a few minutes of him holding his hand out towards me like a retard he finally retracts his hand to his side.
"Streak, corn, mashed potatoes, garlic bread, fruit, and mixed veggies" My mom says looking at me
"Great! that sounds like a terrific meal! You should sho off your mad cooking skills mom!" Is what i want to say but all that comes out is, "Sure"
My mom reterates to her room dragging mystery guy along too. Gag. I starts makinmg dinner as usual and i retert to my perfect world of music.
Like usual i ate my dinner in my room wish some pop chips and ice cream drowned in caramel and chocolate sauce. I fell asleep late that night to the sound of my Ipod drowning out th real world. The world i hate.