Can I just say how cliche stories are now? Like, I wrote one for you guys. xD

I woke up and frowned at my ugliness. I was so hideous! The mirror showed a reflection of a perfectly tanned girl with wavy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Like, can you even get any uglier than me? I got out of bed and spent only 50 minutes preparing for the day. Like, I can't even! So short of a time. Then I went downstairs, where the cook had prepared some breakfast. I saw the perfectly buttered, extremely appetizing French Toast on my plate a wrinkled my nose. Bleh. It's not like we have it only every month!
My stepfather yelled at me and slapped me, leaving no dent on my perfect skin. "Why do you hate me?" I said, crying and clutching at my cheek in pain. "BECAUSE I'M THE HORRIBLE STEPFATHER IN CLICHE BOOKS!" He said, and slapped me again. My life is so horrible. Even my mother won't let me get the new iPhone 10. I already have thirteen of them, she said. Sigh.

Lol. That hurt my brain to write.

:D

-Laina