Waking up the next morning i look over at my alarm and see it is 5:26am. Maybe i can get some tv time in before everyone else wakes up. Putting on my dressing gown i tiptoe to the door before quietly opening it, making sure that i do not make any noise.
When i get down stairs i make my self some coffee, before sitting down on the sofa in the living room. Switching on the tv, i see that Jeremy Kyle is on, i love myself some family drama in the morning. It makes me wonder that if i ever had a family, if we would ever argue about silly things.
1 hour later
After about an hour of Jeremy Kyle, the other girls start piling into the living room. They are making so much noise, arguing over who gets what for breakfast. I get up from the sofa with a huff, and then run up to my room to get ready for work. I have a Saturday job, so that when i am old enough i have enough money to buy my own apartment. So i can get away from these people, they drive me crazy. Putting on a pair of leggings and a top that has a superhero on it, i grab an apple from the kitchen and then sit down on the chair to tie my old, roughed up, blue converse.
Heading out of the home, i make my way towards the library up the street. When i arrive i clock in and then get started placing the book back in there rightful place. At least these books have a place, somewhere where they have to be, a place in the store. I have no where, i belong no where. I envy people with a family, they argue with them and say that they hate them. But what they don't understand is that not everyone has a family, not everyone has someone to love them unconditionally. I don't have that. I never have.
