Mom had gotten sick a while back ago. She was too weak to leave the house yet she was healhty enough to stay out of the hospital. I usuallly took care of her at home since I didn't hang out with friends or anything..Not that I had any. When Roger left, a whole load of pressure had just been put onto me. My dad had died when me and Roger were both young, and now I had no one else to help me take care of Mom.
Somedays, she would have horrible coughing fits and all I could do was stand...

Ok well theres nothing related to eggnog in this story....It's just a random story I made. Ok here ya go.

I live on a small street called 45th Avenue on Sunshine Boulevard. It's quiet and pleasant and nothing bad ever happens here. If you want the opposite of this town go to 35th Avenue Jolly Road. Lemme tell you. There ain't nothing Jolly about that neighborhood....Gunshots can be heard in the middle of the night. Dogs barking. Sirens roaring. It's ghetto I tell ya. Well for some...

"Peaches.....hmm do you think we can name an apple Peaches?"
Hahah good times... I seriously need to buy an I-Mac. I love those laptops. They have like everything awesome in them....Garage Band is amazing. You can make your own songs and my friend makes the coolest songs on them...Her songs should seriously be made into a soundtrack...