People all over the world will say that they’re over the top or something that puts them above everyone else. Some of them even try to help push people up, telling them that they're special or unique . I know people like that, and I don’t mind them. They’re mostly nice people, unless you run into the snobs and jerks in this world.

Would I call myself any of those things? No, I’m just average. That’s it.

I have a mother, father and older brother. I have a pretty normal and average life.

To be truthful, I wouldn’t change that for anything in the world. I love my life, even if some people think it’s too plain or dull. I find it perfect and quite comfy.

At the moment I’m out of college and so is my brother, Zane. No we didn’t drop out and no one died. For it’s summer break, so Zane and I decided to come home and visit our parents.

My mother was excited to see us again for it she hasn’t seen us since her birthday, which was in March. I don’t think it was too long, but she thought otherwise.

My father wasn’t home when our mother greeted us and I wasn’t surprised.

My father is a soldier for the war. I don’t quite remember his status in the ranks, but I do know he has some power. And even if he didn’t have power at all, he still wouldn’t be home a lot. For they’ve been having some strange issues going on apparently. I don’t know what type of issues they’re having due to the fact that they’re extremely top secret and my father is very strict when it comes to information like that. So that leaves everyone completely in the dark.

I don’t mind being in the dark, for I know that it’s his job and he can’t change the rules, even if he wanted too.

Anyway when Zane and I got home you won’t believe how much my phone exploded from my friend Sarah getting word that I was back. She was destroying my phone with asking questions about when I could come over to see her and get my dog, Daisy, back

Sarah loved Daisy, which was why she took care of her while I was gone. However Daisy can be a troublemaker sometimes and by troublemaker I mean she gets into the food and destroys the sofa along with other furniture. I still love her still for she is my hyper puppy at heart.

However I got a bad feeling when I got home today. I just hope everything is alright.... for nothing seems wrong, but really I don’t know for sure.