Day Nueve.

Monday.

   Monday
        Monday.

You know what? I feel bad for Monday. He's always the bad day. He is rarely ever a good day. And everyone is always hating on Mondays because it's the beginning of the week, and they can't wait for it to be over. And, plus it rains a lot on Mondays, which apparently makes it worse, even though I love rain so it doesn't make sense to me. Instead, everyone loves Fridays. Well what if Friday is a big jerk that always brags about being the favorite and is a big bully toward Monday? Now I admit, I do love Fridays most of the time, but I think I need to spread the love.

                                                                


















I love YOU, Monday.

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