"Hey ma! Ma!"
"What?!?" She yelled back.
"Ma! The meatloaf!" It was our little joke.
I ran down the stairs and tripped on the way down. "Ow." I said, clenching my teeth.
"Sweety? Are you alright?" My mom asked.
"I'll be okay mom" I told her assuringly.
"I made you guys breakfast. Your favorite." She smiled
Pancakes shaped like Mickey Mouse. I may be 18, but I'm a child at heart.
My sister, Amy, was already done eating. I was a year older, and I never let her forget it. "Hey LITTLE sis, how's breakfast?"
She glares at me, giving me a death look. "Just fabulous."
I demolished my pancakes and took a shower. I sing while I shower and I'm not embarrassed. "Hold onnnnn, to me tighttttt. Hold onnnn, I promise it'll be alright."
Remember Dawn? From my nightmare? That's our song. She's my baby and if anyone dares touch her they hear from me.
"Knock knock" my sister says, "can I come in?"
"I don't see why not." I tell her.
She comes in and she flushes the toilet, turning the water scalding hot.
"You little BITCH!" I yelled.
She snickered, "Mom says hurry up."
After my shower, I decided what to wear. Superheroes were on my list for today. Flash, Batman, SpiderMan, or Captain America? I chose Batman and grabbed my Batman socks, shirt, hoodie, and my black jeans.
Now, as the older sibling I have to take my sister places. Like to school.
YOU ARE READING
Hard Times
Teen FictionAdam, an 18 year old boy who's life is so screwed up he doesn't know what to do, and worst of all, school's starting.
