crawl

"Hannah! Woahhhh, come loook. Quickly! woahhhhh"

Thats my dads way of getting my attention. And of course I would go and see that his little "woahs" were because of a stupid spider on the ceiling. I rolled my eyes and walk back into my rooom. 7 minutes later, my dad walks in and then quickly walks out. And I, being me, wouldn't care why he came in. I igonred him.

Turns out, he killed the spider and put in next o my computer. OF COURSE HE WOULD DO THAT.
I screamed and screamed until he took it away. My dad thinks it's funny that I scream.


okay that's my story.
peace