5 Bad Decisions
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DEAR DIARY,
I waited as long as I could before heading to the kitchen this morning. Candy was in there, singing along with the radio. I'm guessing she was dancing around the room, too. That's what she does: dances around while she's cooking or baking, unwittingly splattering the cupboard doors with oil or dusting the countertops with flour.
She is the most annoying person I've ever met in my entire life.
My phone was under my pillow. I hadn't opened my laptop. I didn't want to deal with the world.
But eventually I had to deal with Candy, because she was in the kitchen and so was the food. I wasn't going to starve myself just because my brother's girlfriend was the worst person in the world.
Bad decision.
The moment I set foot in the kitchen, Candy lit u
