Picture of Andres
_________I leave the house as I hear my father yelling out my name.
I look back but to only wave goodbye.
I get my car keys and start the car and pull out and start driving to my uncles.
It's always the same reason, "your being to reckless, your not a child, grow up."
I know I'm a handful and I know I'm a heavy burden to my parents.
See I have 2 brothers. So having three children that are boys is a little hectic.
The oldest is Gabriel he's only 21, Raul is 20.
Gabriel is very different from me and Raul, his personality and appearance are very different. He's an introverted person and less emotional and if I weren't his brother I would have considered him to be a cold hearted guy. But I guess as the older brother he has more responsibility.
Raul is similar to me but not as quite. He is a player but goes for both. He is in college and has a future planned but as for me I'm still figuring things out. People called him the normal child out of three of us.
But whatever people say we are family and we do lover each other dearly even if we don't show it.
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I park my car in my uncles driveway and walk up to the door.
I knock and ring the bell, nothing.
*tch* "he's not here? Dios mío."
I start to look around for a spare key he once told me about.
I rub the back of my neck and start to look around.
I look under one of the flower pots and bingo I find it.
I chuckle to my self. "So practical."
I head inside and look in the living room, kitchen,backyard but he's not here. I run my hands in my hair. "Must be at work."
I take out my phone and look at the time it's only 3:45pm. He should be back at five.
I head to the guest room and I see nothing really changed. He kept it the same.
I really need a shower but I didn't pack anything. Tomorrow I'll go and get some clothes but now I'll just use my uncles cloths.
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I step out of the shower and the cold air hits me hard, I shiver, I dry myself off with a soft white towel. And wrap a soft bath robe.
I go downstairs and head to the kitchen.
I feel the cold metal handle of the fridge and pull it open.
I grab water and go through my uncles kitchen cabinets and look for something to satisfy my hunger.
Theirs bread and peanut butter, simple meal.
___________I search my uncles closet for some night clothes.
"Adonde tiene mi tío, ohh." ( translation: 'Where does my uncle keep, ohh.')
I look up the shelves and see his sleepwear.
I grab it and something drops on my head.
I grab the clothes and look where the objet fell and walk towards the brown object.
It's small wooden picture frame, with my uncle, and some other guy hugging each other.
The guy seem to be in his twenties and my uncle seems to be in his teens.
I look at the guy closely. Brown curly hair. Nice defined face. Tall and his eyes are very alluring and attractive, their the most beautiful hazel eyes I've ever seen. The guys eyes stand out the most. His nose is slender. His lips are in a full blown smile. His smile is very nice.
Thing is I've never seen this person or ever heard of him from my uncle.
I look at the picture. By the way my uncle and the guy are hugging they must be close friends.
I sigh and walk back to the closet and put the picture back on the shelf. Hopeful my uncle won't notice.
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The room hasn't changed since I last visited, about two years ago, I'm glad some things didn't change.
I jump on the bed and sigh. Soft as always.
I really need to talk to my uncle to let me live here...."Hahahahah...hmm. Why would he even want me with him, No matter where I go I'm just a heavy burden no one wants to have around. I'm just 'trouble waiting to happen'."
I start humming a song my mom would sing when I used to go to bed. She wasn't professional singer but her soothing gestures and calm voice would always make me fall asleep before she could finish.
My eyelids flutter, my eyelids feeling heavy, soon I yawn and my eyes close unconsciously and I'm in a blissful sleep.
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Finished Date: Tuesday May 16, 2017
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