Nia sighed as she read her information letter she got from the school she had tried to get into. She got in, but didn't get the classes she was hoping to get. "Ugh. Do they NEED to add the classes we get to go-?" Nia was interuppted by the loud screaming of her mother as she ran down the stairs. "THE CHAIRS ARE TALKING!!!!!!!!" Nia's mother, Ziana, yelled as she scrambled down the stairs, into the kitchen, and under the dining table. "Mom, you were probably just imagining it. Calm down." Nia sighed as she looked up from her letter. "Bu-but they asked me if I had a good dream about a chicken laying eggs-and that was what I dreamed about last night!! THE CHAIRS ARE ALIVE AND THEY'RE TALKING AND THEY CAN SEE INTO MY DREAMS!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" Ziana screeched from under the table. Nia then spent the next three or so hours trying to calm down her mom. Nia was so immersed with her mom, that she almost didn't hear the doorbell ringing. "I'll get it!" Nia called as she ran towards the door.
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