It was like a normal day and I woke up I ate breakfast and went to school. I met my friends at school just like any other day. I went in to my class and put my bag away. Something seemed different but I didn’t know what. I opened my desk but my lucky cat pencil wasn’t there I was so cross that i screamed. Bad Idea because my teacher told me off. At lunch I told my friends what happened and they were cross too. When I got home I found it in my brothers room. I hate my brother.