<pre style="color: #000000; font-size: 9pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: auto; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px;"><tt>Hennessy's POV :
I wake up to the sound of my annoying rooster.. I immediately get up and head to
the backyard and take a quick shower since the water runs out quickly..
"Hennessy hurry up!!" said my sister Darlene , ughh she's so annoying! Anyways ,
I finished showering and headed back into our small old house with nails falling
from the roof which is caused by the rain.. "Hennessy go make breakfast" said my
mother Suzana.. Ughh I always have to do everything! It's like of I'm the only
one who lives in this nasty grimmy place. "Ok Ma!!!" I had to respond to her in
less than a minute if not she'll whip my ass like there's no tomorrow...
*20 minutes later*
"Breakfast is ready!" I yelled. I made plantains with scrambled eggs , since
that's the only thing we actually have because we have a plantain tree in the
backyard and we have 20 chickens which my disgusting atrocious step father stole
from a farm.
I finished eating and I went straight to my small empty room.
"Are you okay sis?" asked Darlene , "I'm okay Dar , I'm just so fucking tired of
being so poor and miserable. I don't think we deserve to be living this so
called "life". I wish I could go to school and eat decent meals like everyone
else. I just want to be powerful" I said in tears. Darlene looked at me crying
also and nodding her head. "All we do is chores. Every single miserable fucking
day" I continued. "I'm 15 & you're 14 , we're supposed to be in school learning
, oh yeah I forgot .... we can't afford it" I kept on saying. Darlene began to
cry even more , until she got up and went to a small corner in our small room
and hugged her knees to her chest. </tt></pre>
