Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28303292-20160401225618/@comment-27053389-20160401230946

Monday
My alarm clock goes off at 8:00 a.m, and I wake up, wash my face, brush my teeth, and put on my clothes (she worethis. )

"Hello, Monday! You have a kid to babysit, and a little Furret who sprained her ankle, who you'll be looking after tomorrow." my mom said. "Okay. Who is the kid I'm babysitting?" I ask, wanting her to explain further.

"You will be babysitting Phoebe, our neighbor Carrie's daughter." she said. "She's very sick with a flu."

"Okay. I think I can handle that." I said. I poured some cereal into my green plastic bowl. "Mom! September took all the milk again!" I call out. "There's a milk bag in the fridge, Monday!" Mom calls from downstairs. "Okay!" I call back, and I pour the bag of milk into my cereal.