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    Who said life was easy?

    NPOV

    SMASH.

    "What the fuck!?" I screamed when I jumped up out of bed. I heard Jacob outside in the yard with my dad so I looked out of my window. There was a tree, the tree that was standing in the yard, laying on the ground.

    "What the FUCK are you idiots doing at 10 am!?" I screamed out my window.

    "Hey, shut up!" My dad screamed back, laughing.

    "Pops said it was gonna die this winter so we had to take it down before fall starts so it can't dry out and fall on your room, even though we should just let it!" Jake screamed. It was mid-august.

    "Uh, is there coffee if you insist on waking me up?" I asked. No answer though. I got up, wobbled out into the kitchen and saw my brothers sitting there.

    "Morning, sunshine." My twin Nick said. Nick was completely opposite looking from me. He was tall with this chiseled look. He was a jock in high school. We were on the same football team but that was it for me. He had dirty blond hair which was our natural hair color, he was built, strong, and tan, with brown eyes. Nick was more serious out of me and Doug when you first meet us. He knows how to have fun but hes not as goofy as us.

    Doug was taller than Nick, and he was goofy like me. We were more the party type than the collage serious type like Nick was. Doug was built. Not as much as Nick, but all the girls flocked to him. He had this goofy smile with brown eyes. Him and Nick got our mom's eyes, I had dad's. He worked on cars while Nick played sports.

    I really didn't do much. I was always out shined by my brothers. They didn't do it on purpose, it's just how it happened. Doug was more country boy, I mean that's where we were raised. Cowboy hat and everything. My dad still can't figure out how he has 3 completely different kids, who in the same aspect are all the same. He loved us, though.

    "So, um, why is Jake outside helping dad while you two lazy asses are sitting in the kitchen?" I asked while pouring coffee.

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