Derek's Life-Personal Narrative

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Derek had learned throughout the course of his life that it really didn't take much for a good day to turn into a bad day at the drop of a hat. He also knew that it was damn near impossible to salvage those days that suddenly go sour; that there isn't anything to do except try again the next day and hope for the best. Isaac and him have had their fair share of days of that sort and Derek could almost feel when one was coming on. They usually start off with something along the lines of Isaac getting sick, having a nightmare, worrying that he had done something wrong and that he was in trouble, or being grumpy and hard to get along with. Sometimes it was a combination of any one of those and they ultimately set the mood for the day. It had been …show more content…
Derek just couldn’t fight against the smile that spread across his face at seeing that look.

“Are you finally with me? Ready to get up and eat?” he quietly asked the question while pretty much knowing the answer he’d receive.

He turned out to be right.
All he received in response was a shake of Isaac’s head, accompanied by his thumb finding its way into his mouth. Derek was aware that he should be working on getting Isaac out of this habit, but it wasn’t really on his main list of current priorities.

Derek sighed, realizing that he would have to resort to plan B.

He got to his feet from where he was kneeling beside Isaac’s bed and turned around to sit on the edge, hoping that this would work.

“Come on. Hop on up there.” Derek was fully aware that Isaac loved piggy back rides and he was more than willing to use that to his own personal advantage.

He heard the shuffling noise of Isaac wiggling out from beneath the covers and clumsily trying to stand up on the mattress and breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe today would go smoothly and there wouldn’t be any

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