This is tragic. Its beyond all things wrong and horrible. This is the reason why I stay to myself at all cost. I am currently sitting between monkey see and monkey do while listening to the worlds most illiterate person I have ever met. Its sad, no its pathetic really that you are born into these types of families. Don't get me wrong I love my family to death, I just don't like them. They are a bunch of loud mouth know it alls that expect you to be just like them. And I am not even talking about my whole family just the immediate one.
I can literally break my family done into groups. I'll start with my grandad and grandmother. Of whom are separated but not divorce. I love them both but they are just as dramatic as the rest. I think that's where we get it from. My grandparents had five children, two girls and three boys. My aunt has two boys, one of my uncles have two girls, another one has three girls and one boy, my last uncle has four kids a set of twin girls a girl and a boy. That's just seventeen of us so far which doesn't include the babies my cousins have had. But that's just a little bit too much detail and a story for another time. Last but not least my mom had four kids me, my brother, my sister, and my younger brother.
You have the background of my family I can explain to you why I'm ready to shoot myself in the head. This guy.....this illiterate guy, is supposedly a friend of my brother who by the way is sitting next to me(he's monkey see) while my cousin is on the other side of me (he's monkey do). I am forced to listen to all three of them talk about some girls ass because I refuse to go in the kitchen where the females have gathered to cook and talk. Which shouldn't sound so bad right, but I have to remind you that my family are loud daramatics. So it was either surfer a head ache or deal with hormonal teenage boys. I choose the boys.
The pitiful thing is we don't do this often. The whole let's gather as a family and enjoy a meal thing. In fact we just started doing it. I'm not one to shy away from change. I like change, but this kind of change should have been more of a gradual change. Not something that is just shoved into your face. But that's my family for you. Loud and right in your face. This is going to be a long Sunday. Like I said before I love them all dearly I just don't like them.

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