Escape From Splendora! Chapter 1: Chores (Feel free to coment!)

I stood in front of the kitchen sink grimacing.  I was trying to scrape (actually I don't really KNOW what I was trying to scrape off!  I am guessing, last months pizza) off a dinner plate.  Warm water some how started dripping down my leg and soap covered my shoulder, down my arm, and to my hand.  It was like taking a bath in a mixture of dish detergent and week old (or older) food that I can't believe at one point I actually put into my mouth!

I looked at the clock and moaned as I read '12:15 P.M'.  Time was ticking away and all of my chores were just barely done!  If Splendora comes home from her little midnight partys at 1:00 and I am not finished with this house SHINNING (litterly, you should SEE what I have to put up with) than she is going to kill me!  And I am not joking, she has threatened to before.  'Oh and who is Splendora?' you ask.  Long story... a long story I will tell you later.  You know, if I survive!

I quickly finished washes and drying the dishes by hand (we have a dish washer but that little WITCH Splendora won't let me use it) and rushed to the list hanging on the refridgerator door of my 20 chores and checked of number 10: Wash and dry dishes until they're spottles OR ELSE. Ten down, ten to go, but I only had 40 minutes left. There was only one thing I could do:  I'd have kick it up a knotch and do everything super speedy fast!

I dusted Splendora's bust (which is a statue she paid some guy 2000 dollars to sculpt her for), I turbo typed Splendora's daughter Destiny's 500 word history essay.  I even shampood and conditioned Splendora's poodle, Maylyn.  Check by check I finished up my chores. Finally, I checked off the 20th chore on the list, which was to rearange her shoes.  I think that was the hardest one because she had over 250 pairs of shoes.  Anyway, the second I checked off that chore, the door knob jigled and the clock struck 1:00.  I wiped sweat of my brow and looked around.  And you couldn't believe what I saw...