Morning

I woke up one morning, disfigured by oversleep from catching up on the 4 hours of sleep I got the night before, silently confessing to myself from what came from the crypt.

I open up my door and find the entire house upside down. Chairs upside-down, keyboard upside-down, jacket cuffs taped together, and dining room chairs flipped.

I saw a note on the floor of my room, and I remembered.

“Thanks for the April Fools, mom.”

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