THE X FILES

That’s all that kept going through my head….

The x files, so much information….and yet I couldn’t do anything.

 [5 months earlier]

It was a Sunday afternoon, as always I spent it alone in my room. My door was locked like always and like always…my mom knocked on my door “Anya can you please come down stairs, the food is ready”

“Can’t you just leave it outside my door or something” I yelled from underneath my bed, looking for my lost earphones.

“No! Now I want you downstairs, eating your food, by the time the clock strikes 4:00 p.m.”

I looked at the clock….3:59 how the hell did she expect me to get down there in time….

I decided to stay in my room and not come down. My watch beeped at the start of the new hour... let’s just hope she isn’t on her period, ugh I sighed as I lay down on my bed, hugging Mr. Waffles, a bear that I got on my birthday 9 years ago.

A loud banging on my door brought me out from my dream world and then it happened, my mom started to yell, she got a knife, busted my door open and I was left vulnerable. “Didn’t your mom teach you about privacy?!?” I screamed at her.

“DON’T YOU DARE YELL AT ME YOUNG LADY, you are 16 years old. You are old enough to know what is right and wrong, now go to the dining room, NOW, or else!”

“Or else what, you won’t let me hang out with my friends??? Puff I don’t give a damn” I shouted as loud as I could at her.

Slap!

My eyes grew wide as I stared at my mother, had she really… did she really just slap me?!?

I felt tears rolling down my cheeks… “No laptop, no phone, no privileges, you hear me! nothing.” I was dumbfounded, shocked, amazed, surprised... I didn’t know the bitch had it in her. She really just fucking slapped me.

I went downstairs, pissed as hell. She had prepared a wonderful meal, mashed potatoes, a salad and chicken, accompanied by shrimps. And she ruined my perfectly good meal; she just had to add shrimps...

I saw her plate, full of freshly cooked shrimps. My mom had gone to the bathroom in her room, so I had just enough time, perfect, time for payback.

I walked over to the fridge and grabbed some shrimps, I put them in hot water and after they didn’t seem as frosty I took them out and replaced hers with the ones I had made. Let’s see who wins when your vomiting this shit right back up.

And throw up she did. At some point I kind of felt bad for her. Then I remembered all the pain she caused me all my life. Never did she pay attention to me, I always had a nanny, never a mother, it got so bad that when my mom would come home, I would ask her who she was, and she would always say "I'm your mother silly goose" she'd pat my head and go up to her bedroom.. Dad would always come home much, much later, they barely spoke to each other and when they did, it was through their phones. I saw it in their eyes, the way they looked up at each other smiling; they surely weren't keeping it PG13 in there.

 Anyways this isn’t about my family and its “issues”. It’s about what happened that day, a day I will never be able to forget…

Authors note or w.e: if you wanna find out what happened, youll just have to wait ;D anyways thnxs for reading, like and pls leave a comment. gunna think about changing the title, gimme some ideas THNXs you lovely peeps :3