Emma crawled out of bett at 6:30am. It was quite dark outside still, and Emma noticed the sun peeking over the horizon. She sighed and trudged downstairs, looking, and feeling like a zombie. She hated mornings, they seemed so pointless. She poured some cereal out and sat down, watching Tv, while she ate. Emma had added lots of sugar, hoping she could wake herself up a bit. She went back upstairs, and sorted her bett out, before grabbing her camping stuff, and heading downstairs. She stared at the clock which now sagte 7am. She had 15 Minuten before she need to go. She heard a noise upstairs, and...
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