This is an emergency broadcast, this is not a test! Please
get up, brush your teeth, and get ready to leave. An annoying, high-pitched,
and somehow soft voice echo’s through my private domain. The peaceful, quiet,
fantasy land begins to slowly darken as if thunder clouds cluttered the sky. The
warm and irreplaceable touch of heaven floats away to the fierce and
fire-filled depths of hell. My anger grew to the size of the sun and a deep
shade of red reflects upon my face as I stare down my intruder.
Small like a mouse, stubborn as bull this adorable fragile
being is calling his lazy, mean older brother.
This tiny monster has hair like hazelnut, deep chocolate brown eyes, and
adorable squish marshmallow like cheeks. Behind this façade, the monster is not
little at all; he has the scream of a lion, the stomp of elephants, and the
pounce of a cheetah. This maddening little creative is special to me. He’s
someone who makes you give up your love and time, hugs and kisses.
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