Narrative: When I Had To Babysit The Macaroni And Cheese

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When I was eleven and a half. I had to babysit my younger brother he was five at the time when my mom worked. Because she had to work she bought easy stuff to fix for lunch all I had to do was read the directions. Well, I did not always think, when my brother and I wanted to have lunch I grabbed from the cupboard Kraft Macaroni & Cheese cheesy made easy instead of reading the directions on how to fix the macaroni and cheese. I put it in the microwave, you probably guessed what happened next it burnt to a crisp.

I was confused I didn’t know what I did wrong what I saw was to put the mac and cheese in the microwave and it was that easy. I called my mom when she was at work and thankfully she was on break. I told her about the macaroni and

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