Me, my thoughts and Her

The Genesis

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Ughh!!..whats disturbing the peace of my sleep? Most painfully I open my eyes and get hit by the annoying rays of the sun. Sometimes I just wish it would burn out except for the fact that we would all die a very gruesome death.
 

My name is Darien. Darien Hendrick to be exact. My life normally was pretty much boring up until yesterday. THE MOST unexpected occurred. I kissed her.

"Darien wake up. Darien..Darien!" yelled my mum as she banged the door at the last call of my name snapping me out of my makeshift heaven. This woman seriously has 'Leave me alone to sleep' issues. "Good morning mum" I grudgingly tell her. My mouth always seems to work against me in the morning. Nature issues.

" Darien baby, get of your bed and get ready for school. Your laziness is demoralizing to me, and e.t.c" said my mum as she opened the curtains to further my suffering. Even my own mother betrays me to the torture of the sun . What more could she say or do. She is a mother after all and as a mother she is meant to care.

"Ok mum" I respond after she is done with her speech, not that I heard anything. I feel I would have been done with my preparations while she was talking but what better way to enjoy 15 minutes of boredom than to sleep. I think the sleep settles my inner need for procrastination as a matter of fact. Sleep. I never really understood that phenomenon but that's a topic for another day.

After much sermon from my mother I stand up from my bed to prepare for school. She calms down after this and starts leaving my room before she turns and says "dress your bed son. You know back in our own time......" and just like that I am forced to condone another sermon. Unless; "mum, I think dad is calling you downstairs," I say as I stop her already exhausting intro from becoming a five page speech. She pauses with a suspicius look on her face and replys to the non-existing call from my dad, "yes honey I'm coming."

Thanking God for her graceful exit as I perform my daily routine of ten push ups, I think about my day. "Your a good kisser" she said as we paused in between the kiss for sharp breaths of air. What am I doing? This is not thinking about my day. 'Darien focus,' I say as I smile to myself. I'd better get prepared.

I head to the bathroom and spend a lot of time removing chewing gum from my hair. I need to stop leaving it on my bed. Done with my bath I come out and take a look at my room and dear God it's dirty. Well, work for another day. Let's see, black top and whatever trousers I have available. My dressing needs help. Out my room I go and into the kitchen I enter.

"Good morning guys," I say as I take a look around the table . Guess i'm the last to arrive. Quick rundown on the henrique's family tree. Its actually henrick's, but who doesn't like a little French spice to a story.

Back to the role call, my father the head of our humble family is Mr Joseph Hendrick. My Mother, I'm sure you already know her is Mrs Clara Hendrick.
Down to the children, I'm one of the four children of Mr and Mrs Hendrick. Luckily it's two boys and two girls so there is no form of gender inequality. Vanessa, my humble self, violet , and Gregory.