The diary of a Demigod

3 - 7 - 2014

It's really hot. its summer.. so.. I'm bored! I might have told you that I still live at my home. together with my mom, step-father and my mortal half-sister. don't get confused, but she is older, 16.

One thing about children of Hermes, we are kinda messy, and we don't like cleaning up.

Only me and my half-sister where home. we both were bored and she decided to clean up my room. while she did that I lisened to music, ate food and did a work-out, what is very important for a demigod. by the way, my sister doesnt know I am one. or what a demigod is. great live here.

after two houres. TWO HOURES, imagine how messy my chamber was, she was ready.

everything looked perfect, clean, on their place. she was done and I gave her some mortal money for doing so. I took a break and layed on the floor for half a hour. than I rememberd something.

stupid, stupid me. the reason why I always clean up my room myself is because of the magical objects I get from my dad. an example;

a hairclip that turns into every key you like or
converse shoes who have wings or
a coin what turns into a dagger.

about that last thing; my sister had cleaned up my shoes, even the hairclip was on his place. but the coin... I couldn't find it anywhere.
and a demigod without a weapon is a dead one, I can tell you.

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