Brosh do this do that, sweep the kitchen, mop the hall, tidy my underwear drawer ,brush my teeth, paint my nails, does this go with my top ?, braid my hair,change the baby's diaper. I was starting to feel like Cinderella but worse I am just a teen what more could I ask for ?
I get the grades , I got the energy what else. I wasn't made to work throughout, isn't that what robots were built for,yes and another question why are there so many girls in the family and I'm the only boy-doing all the work.
Kirsty and Bridget the two brats whom I should call the ugly step-sisters, they aren't really my steps but they are lazy like all steps , leaving you to do all the hard work. I mean are boys supposed to do the house chores?
Sometimes I feel like I was only born for one thing, WORK!! Work in the morning, afternoon and don't even get me started with night works.
I just feel they hate me, and just want me to die out doing all the hard work.
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A day with the Beavels
PertualanganRyan is too tired of living with his family, he wishes for a real and loving family but is he careful of what he's wishing for ?
