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My dad was mad about
"Why won't you come? Don't you want to eat with me?" Dad said. All of us, including my mom and sister told him loud and clear,
He spent the whole day looking depressed, but he was unrepentant.
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Sometime later, I heard the door of our bedroom open. I opened my eyes a crack to see who came in and saw Ronald McDonald standing there. Ronald seemed unaware that I was awake, and walked stealthily to our bed. From what I saw through my half-closed eyes and the noise being made, I could sense he was trying to wake up my sister.
I heard
Something shot out of the top bunk and hit the desk below; the desk tumbled over, and the stationery goods scattered all over the floor.
From the doorway, I heard my mom cry out in alarm,
Ronald turned on the light. At that moment, I realized for the first time that the person impersonating as Ronald was my dad.
Behind my dad, from underneath the desk that had turned over I saw a bit of my
The ambulance came. The paramedics looked at my dad with astonishment. My dad, in his excitement, punched one of them in the face.
My mom shouted,
I was left alone in the messed-up bedroom. My dad then told me and my mom later that he did it to make us like
My little sister lied on the bed. She opened her eyes wide, clenched her teeth, and waved her arms and legs uncontrollably.
My sister, who had been so sweet and pretty before, had changed into a different creature in just half a year.
My mom cried. I said nothing. My dad munched on a Big Mac.
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