I'm alive!!! Don't worry I'm alive, sorry it took so long to edit this, I have been really busy with school work and tests, but I'll be able to update a lot more during the break.
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She leads me to the only bathroom we got. It was behind my room in our short hallway that was decorated with tons of paintins of mama. We ain't gots nothin about me up on this wall. If you ain't familiar with my family you'd think it was some sorta shrin or a yandere situation. (Just go with it)
Father refused to take a single paintin down from the wall.
The bathroom was the last room in the hallway.
Aunt took great care to open the door. She opened as if somethin was gunna come poppin out. Once the door was open, there were already fresh water buckets from the river down a few ways.
Aunt pored all 3 buckets in the water. Which surprised me, I thought she'd save some for father. Surely he was gunna baith today too right?
"Aint father gunna baith to?" I asked. She nodded her head. "He's already had his bath, just before breakfast it was." I hadn't even noticed if his hair was wet or not, however I trust aunt enough.
I can not trust aunt one bit. I was almost done with my bath and she started yelling at me to hurry up. "Why?" I asked. "Why else? You've gotta help me get them buckets from the river so I can have my bath."
Of course, she said that father had his bath but of course she'd have to baith too even though she baithed just two days ago. It ain't as if she's gunna be on the road.
"So hurry up, imma give ya say..." she pulls her old pocket watch out, it looks like it ain't been cleaned in years. I'm surprised it even works, from the looks of it, it may have just been one of the first watches, from 1550. Or perhaps she's lookin down at it and pretendin it works.
She says "in about five minutes I expect to see you outta the bath, which would be at about,(she looks down at her pocket watch) ummm..... she's struggling, (I thought) two!!" She exclaims the last part. Which ain't make since, since last I checked the sun just came up.
I asked her for the watch, she handed it to me but said that she'd throw a fit if I got it wet.
I looked at it, it was workin just fine. My aunt just ain't know how ta tell the time.I can't blame her though, not many wemon know how ta tell the time. It's just considered rich to have a pocket watch. Especially if it's gold or silver, we ain't rich, this was her mothers, it ain't real gold though, it fake.
"Alright I'll get out in a minute." I said slippen deeper into the water of the bath tub. "You'd better," she mumbled just loud enough for me to hear.
(Time skip 47 seconds later)
I sliped out grabbing our tan towel, I swear it was whit when we got it, though you couldn't tell now. I wrapped myself in it and as soon as I stopped drippin started makin my way to my bedroom. Past al on of the paintins of mama and through the short hallway.
I opened my door that I had left cracked open since my door had been gettin squeaky and rusty. I walked into my room and started changin my clothes. I grabbed a pair of red overalls, they had no holes in them since they were relatively new from a month ago.
Aunt walked in and looked at me just as I was about to change into the overalls. "You ain't actually think that imma let you wear those new overalls when we're goin down to the river?"
I rolled my eyes and looked at her,"please I ain't gunna be here long can't I just wear it one last time since I know you ain't gunna let me wear it for the trip?" She looked at me and I can swear she was considering it, but came outta her mouth said somethin different." Absolutely not," she said and signaled me to change into somethin different in my dresser.
I pulled out a dark green over all and a dirty red shirt. It got dirty over the years and eventually aunt and I ain't able ta get the stains out. I put all of my clothes on and ran outta the room and saw aunt already Putin her boots on by the door.
She signaled me ta put my shoes on as she walked outside. I put them on with quick pace and ran outside not wantin to leave my aunt waitin.
When I came out I ain't seen her no where. So I go around to the side of my house and there she is. She's grabbin the tin buckets that we use to collect water. I had thought I left them by the porch last week when i took my last bath.
(Keep in mind that they rarely ever took baths back then, also showers weren't a thing unless you were just pouring water over your head)"Come on- and as if she could read my mind - I pulled the buckets from the porch and put them back here earlier when I was fillen 'em with your bath water."
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