I woke up on a beautiful Saturday June 23 morning. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, everything seemed to be in perfect harmony, well at least on the outside. My parents were at it once again, arguing over God knows what. I opened one eye and glanced at the clock. It read 7:45 A.M. "Crap i'm gonna be late!" I hurried out of bed and got ready. Soon I went out to the keuken-, keuken and saw my mother frying an egg, and my father sitting in his recliner watching the latest football game. I immediately went in the keuken-, keuken for one thing and one thing only, coffee! Oh God I love coffee so much,...
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