Journal #8

“Go make your bed!” my mom ordered.

“Be quiet!” she commanded.

“Did you finish your homework?” she asked.

“Yes, I finished at school” she answered.

“Are you going to the homecoming this weekend?” he inquired.

“Probably, if my mom allows me to go” she replied.

“Can you please buy me a juice?” she shouted.

“No, I don’t have any money” he yelled back.

“I think here is a terrible place to hide” he mumbled.

“Well, I didn’t have any better idea!” she whispered back.

“I can´t go to the party because I have to study” she stated.

“And you can´t go to next week´s too because your grades are bad” my mom added.

“I am sure that this is the right way!” he stuttered, not convincing anyone.

“I am so scared he is going to catch us” he trembled.

“I won the competition!” she cheered.

“We found the way out of the cave!” she said marveled.

“stop being such a baby!” she demanded.

“Stop talking during the presentation! Santino snapped.

“You need to pay attention in class” she explained.

  “I can’t believe I failed!” whined Maria Fernanda.

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