THE UNSURE

The common days.

The beeping of my alarm scared my sleep away. Curse you. I mutter to my alarm clock. Always so strict about me waking up at 5 in the bloody morning. Doesn't it have better things to do than annoy me? It should go tend to the batteries or the mini alarm clocks. I guess it just wants attention. Like everyone else in this pathetic place.

"Are you up or should I bring the ice water?", my mom gives her not-so-subtle warning to get my ass in the kitchen."I'm up!!!",I shout followed by a sigh. I throw my legs over the edje of my fluffy bed and smack my alarm clock for making such a racket.it shuts up and stops vibratimg on my bedside table.

I nearly fall down the stairs when I fail to see my sisters pacifier and my foot just happens to step on that exact  spot.what's up with me and bad luck? We seem to be very good close. Almost inceprable. I get to the kitchen and spot my mom holding Anastasia, my baby sister. As soon as she sees me she opens her arms towards me and starts squealing in my moms ear. I quickly grab her from my mom when I see her jump and sway around. She must've been out drinking...as she has been doing since my dad left. Which was about 3 months ago.

I put Anastasia on my hip and wash the pacifier that nearly ended my life. As soon as I'm convinced that all the germs from my socks are off the pacifier, I prop it into her hand so she can decide what she wants to do with it. She waves the evil, heart shaped baby weapon in my face as I try to reach for the oats in the cupboard.

"Put it in your mouth or I'll take it and you won't ever see that bomb again.",I say with a stern face to let her know I'm not in the mood to joke around. She pops it into her mouth and smiles at me. I try to resist but I still can't resist the offer to smile back at the happy baby in my arms. To think that she is my sister....almost unbelievable. Her snowy white hair and ocean blue eyes capture my caramel eyes.

I start tickling her and my mom shouts ,"Shut that ty baby up before I throw her out!!" Deep down I know my mom loves us but I know she doesn't know how to show it. I device to skip breakfast because 1) I'm not hungry, and 2) the chubby bundle of joy in my arms needs to go to school too, and 3) I need to get my mom to work.

I'm the grown up of the house so I have to take care of almost everything. My mom and I have never been close and my dad was never home long enough for me to even see his face clearly. I run up the stairs with Anastasia clinging to my side and my eyes glued to the floor in search of more bombs that Anastasia has layer down for my vulnerable feet. I get to the top of the stairs and lift my head just in time to knock it on the chamdilier. "Flying cows and cheese cake with sour banana and rotten dish with kitties that moo and cows that croak. Dancing pancakes and sleeping jellybeans with evil pacifiers disguised as hearts and decapitation machines disguised as chandiliers. You no good rotten piece of pretty glass and evil plastic bombs on the friggin stairs and in the ceilings.", my swearing continues till I get to my room. I rub my head and put Anastasia on my bed, handing her the oh-so-fanous bugs donkey toy she loves.

The teddy is named that because my bugs bunny shaped pillow was her favourite toy as a 1 monther and then she fell inlove with the donkey teddy out of shreck. We couldn't take her anywhere without both thoae toys so my mom got stupid and tired one day and sewed them together. As I said...my mom loves us...way way way way deep down....

She lays on my bed giggling and trying to tear the teddies apart as I throw on my skinny jeans and my oversized red top that says love diagonally from my right hip to my left boob. I throw on my red "world" sneakers that ,according to my mom made my feet look huge, on. I grab my books off the bed and shove them into my school bag. I throw my school bag down and run to Annie's (short for Anastasia) room to get her some clothes and pack her bag for kindergarten. I throw in some diapers and warm clothes as well as clothes for the colder weather... just in case. I throw in 2 empty bottles and a pair of socks with a bibby. I grab a hat and chuck that into the bag too.

I grab the nearest prple onzie I could find and a thinish blanket along with a diaper for today. I race back to my room and find that Annie has managed to turn onto her tummy and fall asleep. "No no no no no no. You can't sleep if I don't sleep. Sorry buddy.", I apologize as I flip her over onto her back and start unbottoning her pajamas that she has decorated with her very own design that no one else will ever be able to recreate.she used her spit but it's okay. At least it was from her mouth. I take the pajamas off and wipe her off with a cloth that was always at hand. She giggled as I changed her diaper and put on her new onzie. Her pacier slipped out and I shoved it into the bag not having the energy to fight with her. I hand her back the bug donkey and wrap it in the blanket with her so that she couldn't lose it.

I grab my backpack and Annie's bag and sling both over my shoulder. I pick Annie up in my free hand and move towards the door. I lock my bedroom door after I jammed my phone into my pocket. I slide down the rail on the stairs and Annie laughs her hair off. "Keep your hair on sweetie. You already have so little.", I joke with her. "Mom we're leaving. Come on.", I let my mom know. I go look for her due to her lack of reply. I spot her in the kitchen all dressed up and crying. "There's make up in the car and I got some tissues yesterday.", I let her know everything will be fine like I do every morning. I take her hand and let go to grab the car keys and her briefcase. I take her hand again and walk out the door making sure that it's locked before I start getting everyone I  the car.

I got Annie strapped in and my mom doing her make up again. All bags in the car. House locked. I make sure all my chores are done for the morning with a mental checklist and off we are. But I didn't notice the dark figures in my cupboard corner...or the car following us...I didn't even see see the signs...

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First chapter done.😝
This story is exactly how I want it. Spelling and grammer mistakes and all. Don't tell me how to write my story if U arnt the author.

Thank U my lack of readers. Would say love ya but I don't love air...