Tayla+Y



My New Ways:

I was Drifting in and out of a sleep, when my stupid phone rings. "Dad!" I yelled sleepishly, as i covered the reciever with my hand. " Some weird man is on the phone and he wishes to speak to you". Dean, (my dad), comes stumbling in yawning and rubbing his eyes. He had crazy bed hair and looked droopy. At least this time he was wearing that comfy black robe of his. My dad always slept and walked around the house with just bonds on. It was disgusting, because he was as hairy as a gorilla, probably hairier, but mum dosent think so, she just says I'm over reacting. Dad puts the phone to his ear and says with a yawn building up on his face, "Good Morning sir, you do realise what time it is ?" he questioned. " I don't care what time it is, but your children, well one of them has just cost me $2500." The angry voice echoed through the room as if he were really here. It was a screeching pitch with a hint of an english accent to it. "I'm sorry sir but i think you have the wrong number", he said as he was about to hang up the phone. " I do not have the wrong number, this is the number that was on the bill, if you hang up the phone i am calling the police! " the strange man screeched as my dad hang up the phone. "Well goodnight, I'm going back to bed." dad said as he stumbled back to bed. when i heard the door slam shut and dad's snoring picked up again, i jumped out of bed and ran to my drawers." OUCH!!" i screamed as i stubbed my toe on the side of the old ugly dark chestnut drawers. " Always getting in the way," i thought as i lay down to cover my bleeding toe with my nighty.