I stand there sobbing. At least I get something to eat.
I take a bite of the bread and swallow. I clutch my rib at the pain. But I continue to eat, cause if I don't, I won't get anything later. All I get is bread and then I have to shower and go straight to the basement. I lay on the floor holding my rib and eating. My eyes grew heavy at my last bite so I got up and went to the bathroom and waited. My dad walks in and hands me some pajamas. He leaves and my mom walks in and turns the water on what ever temperature she wants it on.
I slowly ease off my clothes and fold the and put them on the counter. I ease into the water. I tensed up and yanked my foot out. It was scorching hot! But if I don't get in my mom will force me and make me stay in all night. I rush into it and stand there while tears run down my face.
The door opens and my mom checks and makes sure I am in there. She smiles, not like she does when she is happy, but when she gets her way. She stares me up and down laughing, because my whole body is entirely red. She then hands me a bottle of shampoo and walks out. I open the shampoo and see the amount. Not enough to wash my hair and body, hardly enough to wash my hair. I put the soap in my hand and rub it in my hair. I scrub it to my scalp and then I rinse all the soap out. I stand there until my parents come back. My dad walks in and looks in. I'm standing there with my head down crying. He turns the water off and hands me a rag. I take the rag and dry my body. I attempt to dry my hair. I fold the rag and put it on the counter. I grab my pajamas. A shirt, a pair of sweat pants, and some socks. The shirt had holes in it, the sweat pants were too small on me, and the socks had multiple holes, and if there wasn't a whole somewhere, when I put it on one would appear.
I walk out and go to the laundry room and I start the laundry. I put the colors in and put the laundry soap in after. I turn the knob to medium load and I press start. I finish up and leave back to my basement. I go in there and sit on the floor. I lay there holding my rib. My eyes got heavy, so I closed them and went to sleep.
