passing the day

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you soon arrive at your home, you unlock the door and go in alone. You then stand face to face with your mum.

"where have you been?"

"I spent the night at a friend's."

"Okay." she accepts your answer "now go to your room."

you sigh, trudging up the stairs and plonking yourself on your bed.

Three hours later, your boredom reaches its limit, you have nothing to do, you have long since packed your sketchpad with drawings, no spare pages, and completed all your books. Computer? Ha! As if your mum would get one.

You know she's trying, she just...doesn't try as hard as she could, often keeping you in this room for the day, and only worrying about when you're not there. Still, you try to keep a positive outlook on things. You try reading a book.

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