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THE LIFE OF A TEENAGE GIRL

sadness and smile for a moment. But I also don’t want to disrespect my
mom or ignore her rules.

Anyway, I was so tired from the day that I stopped thinking about

the comedy issue, closed my eyes, and fell asleep immediately.
However, the next morning, I was still in a bad mood. I finished

getting ready in five minutes instead of my usual ten to fifteen.
I jogged downstairs and saw a bowl of porridge waiting for me.

“Really, Mom? Porridge?” I gave the food a disgusted look.
“Yes, it’s good for you. You need protein and fiber in your body.”

I still didn’t want to eat it, but Mom gave me that serious look that

made it impossible to resist.
“So, Shauna,” Dad said from across the counter. “Your mom told

me you’ve started doing comedy again.”

I sighed, sounding annoyed.
“Care to explain that?”

I ignored him and kept eating my porridge, but then Mom
mumbled under her breath,

“She’s just being disobedient.”
“Mom!” I frowned and yelled. “You have no right to say that! I

love comedy, and I started when I was literally born! You can’t just ...”

“That’s enough!” Dad yelled back. “Don’t speak to your mom like
that. All we’re trying to say is that you can’t keep bringing up comedy

all the time. You can’t keep doing comedy and acting like it’s a job
you’ll get paid for.” He took a sip of his coffee.

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