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I was playing video games and my mom yells “there a surprise”. So I ran upstairs and ask her what it was. she told me “you’ll find out later but you have to be good for the next week”. so I told myself, “I need to be good this week so I can get that surprise.”

So I was being good for the next and the next day then I cracked because my sister was chewing with her mouth open and she knows it makes me mad so of course I said “shut up”.
Then she kept doing it so I told her again “shut up”. No surprise she did it again so at that point I gave up and slapped her arm then

my mom came storming down the stairs and said “forget about the surprise!”

About three days later I was almost positive that she forgot what happened a few nights ago. So I went downstairs to play Xbox and my mom passes me to go to the laundry room and my mom doesn't say anything about me not being able to play video games so I keep playing and that dirty little rat comes down stairs and starts playing with her legos. I turned the TV up because I couldn’t hear. then she complains that it's too loud
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So I got away from ruining the surprise for myself.

Now it's friday and my dad gets home so my mom

yells at me and my sister to “get a jacket and shoes on because we're going out to eat for dinner”. Then we get to Buffalo Wild Wings and we order our dinner

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