That’S Not Fair!

By Tamara Gilbert

Meet Kya Mitchell, a fifth grader at Potomac Elementary School. She experiences a super crazy day filled with surprising events. Just when she thinks the day couldnt get any worse, it does. Kya seeks advice from a special friend and her mother to deal with all that comes her way. In the process, new friendships are formed, her family bond is strengthened and a secret is revealed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Dec 29, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524652227

Tamara Gilbert

Tamara Gilbert is a loving wife and mother. She is also a dedicated educator who has a passion for guiding and teaching children core values and principles to help them deal with life’s challenges, build healthy relationships, become great citizens, and make a positive impact on their communities and the world. She resides in Maryland with her husband and son.

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Published by AuthorHouse 12/30/2016

ISBN: 978-1-5246-5222-7 (sc)

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ISBN: 978-1-5246-5223-4 (e)

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1 Where Is Everybody?

Chapter 2 It’s Not Mine!

Chapter 3 Am I Off The Hook?

Chapter 4 A Talk With Mr. Ry, Part One

Chapter 5 A Talk With Mr. Ry, Part Two

Chapter 6 To Tell The Truth Or Not To Tell The Truth?

Chapter 7 It’s Hard Being The Man Of The House

Chapter 8 Dinner Time

Chapter 9 A Long Conversation With Sidney

Chapter 10 Correcting My Wrongs, Part One

Chapter 11 Correcting My Wrongs, Part Two

Chapter 12 Cupcake

Chapter 13 Cool Guy Mr. Ry

This book is

dedicated to children who have lost a parent or close relative.

Thank you to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ from whom all blessings flow. I would like to give special thanks to my family and friends for their continued love and support.

And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.(Romans 8:28, NKJV)

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CHAPTER 1

WHERE IS EVERYBODY?

I overslept. I woke up to find that I was the only person in the house, except Banana, our dog. She’s a Labradoodle, a Labrador and poodle mix. She kept jumping on my bed and sniffing my hair. I looked in Benji’s room, and it was empty, but messy. You might have thought a category-five hurricane had damaged the place. I looked in Mom’s room, and it was also empty. Mom’s room smelled like perfume. It always smelled like that. Where was everybody?

Normally, Mom wakes Benji at 6:30 a.m. Benji is my thirteen-year-old brother, whom I argue with all the time. He’s only three years older than me, and he thinks that he is king of the universe. He thinks he can rap, dance, and tell funny jokes.

Then she wakes me up around 6:45 a.m. This helps us to avoid arguments about who’s taking too long in the bathroom. She makes sure we are up and out of the shower before she leaves for work. Benji takes three-minute showers. He’s in and out. But it takes him forever to figure out what to wear. As for me, I love taking showers because it helps me start my day. Sometimes Mom has to knock on the door. That’s her cue for, Kya, hurry up and get out of the shower. You don’t pay the water bill.

On a typical school day, we make up our beds, eat breakfast together, and watch Mom leave for work. He takes out the trash while I feed Banana. We do the special handshake we used to do with Dad: two hand slaps, a fist bump, and then I love you in sign language. Then Benji heads up the street to Potomac Middle School, and I walk down the street to Potomac Elementary School.

But today, no one woke me up. No Mom. No Benji. Just Banana. Why didn’t Mom wake me up? Where is Benji? What is Mom going to say when she finds out that I was late for school? Did Benji make it to school on time? I bet any amount of money that it’s Benji’s fault. I guess I’ll find out when I get home. I’ve got to hurry up. I have a spelling test today. Oh no! I forgot to study.

I quickly hopped in the shower and brushed my teeth. I think it may have been the shortest shower I’d taken in my life. I gargled with some mouthwash, washed my face, and put my hair into a neat ponytail. I then ran to my room to grab my favorite pair of distressed stonewashed jeans, my purple and gray Henley shirt, and my black and gray high top sneakers. I applied lotion to my face and arms and then placed my purple stud earrings in my ears. I reached for my Japanese Cherry Blossom-scented