THE WEIGHT ON MY SHOULDERS

.........WHY?

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GORE, VIOLENCE, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

I never  lived a life of luxury , a life of pleasure , one where money isn't an issue . I grew up much faster than the other kids , there was no time for tears , no time to play dress up , no time to make paper dolls , no time for Barbies and Kens , those things were gonna be useless to me . It wouldn't help me survive so why bother . Why bother with such things that wouldn't make mama and papa look less tired , why bother having a happy childhood if my family was crying behind closed doors . When there was no guarantee that I was gonna wake up and have food on our plates there were many people to feed in the house , and as the eldest I had to look after everything and everyone , this is where my story begins .

" Mama!"  I screamed rushing to my mother's side , checking to see if she injured her self . You see at that time she was 5 months pregnant and dangerously ill . She used the dusty rotten countertop for support

" I'm fine sweet heart . Please go wake up your siblings, and get ready while I make breakfast ."

"But mama !! you almost fell and hurt your self  I'll do the food and I ask papa to wake everyone up , please sit down ."

" My ,my how sweet of you ocha you really are a good kid. " Said my papa as he walk out of my parents bedroom closing the door .

" Papa please will you wake every one up while I make food it's almost time for us to leave ."

"But-"

"Sit down sweet heart , we got this under control ." My dad flashing his adorable smile . Walking out the kitchen to the other bedroom to wake up the younger ones as I got to making food for everyone. Our cabinets and fridge was really depressing to look at , stale bread, rotting mince meat , chunky milk , a few mushy fruits and vegetables and a pack of ramen noodles. I had to save all the fresh food for mama and the younger ones , me and Papa will be okay. I took the milk and bread and set  three bowls for all of us I put one slice of bread on each bowl and poured the milk only a little , putting it away  then my siblings came out the room ready to eat . We weren't blood related , but my parents took them in a few years ago they came from different countries , abandoned in Japan and no place to go. I loved them as though we shared the same blood .

" Nii-chan ! good morning  how did you sleep ?" Asked Khali, smiling brightly at me. Khali was only seven years old at the time a lively child with golden brown skin dark flowy hair , a very unique quirk to .

" I slept well ,Khali please hurry up and eat your food we have only a few minutes left."

"Oni-san you are always up so early take a break I will feed the younger ones this time ." Anh said as he sat down to eat . Anh was five years old and had a Chinese mother and a father from Thailand they died a long time ago he was only three when we took him in . Light caramel skin and eyes that touched the corners of his face , a bold head . They began eating their food as I walked  out the kitchen  to the bedroom to get the babies.

"Waaghhhoooohaasw" there was three babies in the house . Chiana she's Native American, then there was Asahi he was Japanese like me they are both the same age  standing at  two years old, last but not least Imani she came from Comoros her parents died when she was six months she is now 1 years old. I was getting their bath ready once Khali and Anh finished their food running into bathroom. It really wasn't a bathroom more like a room with two big buckets , a kettle , and a tap , we had the boys bath in one while me and the girls bathed in the other . Mama and Papa would wash them selves later on.