Personal Narrative: Breaking The Sleep Patterns

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I was sitting at my dining room table eating a cold bowl of lucky charms one late Saturday night. I noticed that the rainbow colors from my cereal had drifted into my milk creating a vibrant ray of pinks and greens. That’s when I looked down to see my phone flashing with a message from my dad asking if we could talk now. Instantly, I opened my phone and said that I would be ready in five minutes. I quickly drank up my colorful milk, set my bowl in the sink, and walked up stairs.

It was oddly late for my dad wanting to call, usually he doesn’t call past 8’oclock and it was already ten, I wondered what on earth could be causing him to completely break his sleep patterns seeing how he’s usually in bed by no later than ten thirty. Meagan, my
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