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Modern Day Slave
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KAMIERA ASHANAY TAYLOR|24 YO
SUNDAY| 2:30 PM
As I sat in my car, I stared at my parents' house. I'm here to pick up the rest of my things since everything couldn't fit in Rasheed's SUV.
Yesterday, I bought a six-burner gas stove, a coffee table, and a sectional sofa. My original plan was to buy a dresser but I already have that. Instead of getting just the bed as I mentioned, Rasheed bought a five-piece bedroom set.
I thanked him but let him know that I could handle it from here.
Him basically a mess up mi whole independent woman process and mi nuh wah seem ungrateful.
I know it's from the goodness of his heart but I do need some space to get myself together. Now that I have a job, I need to budget and save.
No more designer clothes but I can live with that. I have enough and I'm good with that.
Maybe mi can sell some a di clothes dem weh me have cause I have a lot with tags on dem. Maybe carry dem a one store or sell dem pan me Instagram page.
Finally getting out of my car, I walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. I adjusted the dark brown Lululemon leggings I wore and pulled down the beige Skims top I wore.
The front door opened and I spotted Kimmy.
She smiled widely, stepping aside for me to walk in. "I almost finished making dinner," She told me.
"I'm just here to get my things. I won't be long," I replied as she shut the door.
"You don't have to leave right away. We miss you," She said, softly.
"I have to get some things sorted out," I muttered. She sighed and walked away, heading back to the kitchen.
Making my way up the stairs, I walked down the hall towards my bedroom. I opened the door and the room was exactly the same way I left it. My Apple desktop was still on my desk and I made my way over to it. Everything was already unplugged so all I had to do was take them to my car.
After spending fifteen minutes going back and forth, I went back up to my room for a garbage bag. I started laying out all my sheets and comforters with matching curtains to bag them up. There was a knock on the door and I turned around to see my Dad walking into the room.
"I'm almost done," I announced, packing the garbage bag neatly.
Two alone can fit inna di car and mi nah waste no money buy nuh more a dem yah.
"We'd want you to stay for dinner," He said, lifting up a sheet and sitting down on the bed.
"Daddy, mi have things fi do. Mi cya just neglect dem and stay here," I replied and he grabbed my hand, stopping me from packing.
"Don't be difficult, Kam. You know I'll never put you in harm's way and I'm sorry for abruptly telling you to leave out," He apologized, sincerely.
I sat down next to him and sighed. "I didn't like how you guys approached me. Mi did feel a way and one week is a short time for me to find a place or a job," I explained.
"That was wrong of me and I'm sorry," He told me.
"I'm sorry for overreacting too. Mi just did feel a way and want yuh fi feel a way too," I admitted, smiling.
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