The beginning

The air was blowing in soft slow breeze. In the sky there was a storm brewing. something was about to happen. My mom called me into the kitchen for supper, I took my slow time to get there I was not excited for supper. I sat down and it started like this, "how was your day today hunny?" my mom said In a tired voice. I could tell she was tired, she worked all day and had this look on her face.

I replied back, "fine." With a slight attitude to my voice.

My mom noticed and told me to wach my attitude. I rolled my eyes and kept eating.