I THINK

As I woke up from the most absolutely horrible creepy nightmare, everyone never knew something for sure, like I THINK 1 + 1 is 2 minus the sarcasm– that is what happened. As I shoved the dream out of my mind, I sagged to go to my guitar lessons, but first things first, I need some breakfast. As I inhaled some eggs and mustard, I barked to my mom, “do I have guitar lessons” just to make sure that I have guitar lessons. Huh I usually ALWAYS know when I have my guitar lessons. “Honey, I think you will have some extraordinary guitar lessons today think”