Beep… beep… beep…beep… I roll over in bed and hit the snooze button on the alarm clock for the alarm clock for the third time and roll back over under the covers

Beep… beep… beep…beep… I roll over in bed and hit the snooze button on the alarm clock for the alarm clock for the third time and roll back over under the covers. Suddenly, someone pounces on me and I shoot up out of bed and scream in surprise. “Morning, sleepyhead,” A sickeningly sweet voice calls, “it’s time to get up!” It’s way too early this morning for her to be all sing-song and cheerful.

“Jaina, go away!” I call as I slip back under the covers.

“Abby, who are you talking to?” A lump under the covers of another bed in the corner of the room calls. My little sister pokes her head out and looks at me tiredly.

“Nobody, Maria, it’s time to get up.” I crawl out of bed and motion for Jaina to follow me out into the hallway. I’m the only one who can hear or see Jaina and her brother Jacen, so it’s made for some very random and confusing moments, like the one in there with Maria.

I suddenly pin Jaina up against the wall and lean in and glare at her, “If… you… ever… wake… me… up… again… I… will… kill… you…”

“Okay, okay!”

Jacen then came bounding up the stairs holding a sandwich with pickles, strawberries, chocolate, cheese, chicken, mayo, and mustard spilling out of it. My jaw drops. To my horror, Jacen lifts the sandwich to his mouth, takes a bite, chews, swallows, and then says, “Yum!”

I resist the urge to gag and grab Jacen’s shirt, dragging him down the stairs because seeing a sandwich floating in mid-air might freak my parents out just a bit. I turn into the kitchen, intent on shoving the darn sandwich down the disposal, but froze in mid-step when I saw the state of the kitchen. It looked like a twister had suddenly formed in the kitchen. Food stuck to the counter while liquids dripped off the edge. I stood there in a state of shock for a moment until I found my voice. When I did speak, I turned to Jacen and shouted, “WHAT DID YOU DO?!”

Jacen simply shrugged and shoved another sandwich under my face, “I made you one, too.”

I pouted wearily; the day had just begun…