Jobless and Angry

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A daily dose, that's sadly been repeated. The smell of instant noodles filling up the house, parents arguing over who spent what, and jokes made about physical appearances meant to bring each other down. And again, pretending to be asleep through it all. 

"SHE'S ASLEEP!"

"YOU WEREN'T WORRIED ABOUT THAT FIVE MINUTES AGO!"

Both losing their jobs and trying to survive each other. It was hard. Especially for me. I've thought about a job, I really have. 

"Why do you want this job?"

"My dad and mom's poor and I want them to stop arguing."

No. It's stupid to even imagine it. I can move out, I have tried. 

"You're leaving? You're leaving us?"

"After everything we've done for you-"

What? What have you done? Right now, I'm selling everything you guys have given me so we all can have food to eat. All you two can do is argue. 

Crying myself to sleep is how I survive. I was so happy back then. Friends that I pushed away. A life that I pushed away. Just so that I can live an even worse one. And the bills... don't even get me started. 

"YOU'VE DONE NOTHING!" 

Nobody has. No one but me.

Close my eyes and dream.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 23 ⏰

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