South Main St
Middletown, Connecticut
Dorian: *looks for something* Where is it? Where are the graham crackers? I need to make smores.
Dorian's Mother: Sorry, hon. I ate them all.
Dorian: Mom!!! How am I supposed to make some smores without graham crackers? All I have now is marshmallows and a Hershey's chocolate bar! You ruined everything!
Dorian's Mother: It's not a big deal, Dorian!
Dorian: Do you like ticking me off? Just last week, you drank all the chocolate milk! You do that again, and you're gonna be in so much trouble! Got that, Mom?!
Dorian's Mother: *slaps Dorian* Don't you dare speak to me that way, Dorian Chamberlain! I am your mother, and you will NOT show me any disrespect! Do I make myself clear?
Dorian: Bite me!
Dorian's Mother: *slaps Dorian again* I said, do I make myself clear?
Dorian: Yes, okay! Don't ever slap me again, or I'll bite every one of your fingers!
Breanca96: Child, you better watch how you talk to your mama, now! Don't make me take off my belt!
Dorian: Who are you?
Breanca96: *vanishes*
This story was written on Saturday, May 20th, 2023.
A/N Dorian, stop making a big deal over everything! And, you better mind your tongue, towards your mother! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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