A good night of sleep to me is something I haven't had in so long. Staying up for countless hours doing laundry because my mother is sick of the repetitive life style of being a parent. I can't speak proper English because of my stutter and social awkwardness. I tend to repeat my words multiple times in one sentence and feel stupid after. This is me, a dumb intellectual who is a black sheep and a disappointment to her own family.
Waking up 10 minutes before the bus came to pick me up I rushed to put on dirty clothes because my mom is too lazy and I unfortunately don't have the time to clean, cook, or barely care for myself too much due to school and work. I can't seem to save money either due to my mom never having food in the house. Nor does she really care.
As I depressingly drag myself out of bed and walk towards my door I'm so sick of the same old life. My mother wasn't always bad. It wasn't until beginning of last year in all honesty. She began to get lazy around the house. I understand she's a single mother of two and works so much but she can't even put dinner away. She leaves it on top of the stove in a pan and expects us to eat it the next day.
She worries me. A mother or just a guardian of a child is supposed to be a role model but she is no role model I want.
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Short StoryA short story about Nicole Leven a 17 year old teenager from Valley Grove Pennsylvania. Nicole suffers from Recurrent Major Depressive Disorder, her family live is an absolute wreck.
