I woke to the sound of my sister crying. A moth had flown in the room and was tormenting her.  Daisy, my sister, is 3. She has mousy brown hair usually tied in fluffy bunches and a smile that lights up the world. I love her to bits(figuratively). Ava had left the door open again. I trudge down the hallway and shut the old creaky door.
"It bullerin me!" Daisy cries. A wave of happiness washes over me. Her naive and innocent voice brightens the room. Mum and dad have already left for work. They are both lawyers. They never have time for me or Daisy. I'm not sure they even know Ava lives here.
I glance wistfully at the clock on the wall. SHIT! I have 10 minutes to get to school. I'm going to be late! I cram some stale toast into my mouth and collect Daisy out of her highchair.

We run for the bus and just make a 134. One safely on the bus I start bouncing Daisy on my knee and I get a few strange looks from passers-by. They must think I'm the youngest parent ever. Once I've dropped Daisy off at nursery I run through the school gates and pray the bell hasn't gone yet. Im met with an angry Mr Parker. His disappointed  expression towers over me ominously. "What are you doing at this hour?" Booms Mr Parker.
"I'm going to school, sir."I replied timidly. He looks at me like I had just confessed my love for Hitler.
"That will be a detention for you Mr Green. Now get to class!"I scurry out of the way. Great! Now I have to stay behind 20 minutes. This day has already been too long.😳😩😩