I woke up feeling like crap. I put on a red shirt,shoes, a dark purple hoodie, and jeans. I look pretty old for a seven year old. I thought to myself.
I couldn't wait for today my dad and I are going to the festival and there are rides there to. I loozed at my clock. *sigh* I still have to wait two hours.
I got off of my bed and went to the kitchen. I walked in and looked up at the cabinets. Damn I can't reach.
Instead of deciding to bother my dad and make him make me breakfast I clime on the counter and opened up the cabinet to cinnamon bun bag.
I grinned. " Well miss sneaky is trying to eat all the cinnamon buns I se