Chapter 10: Questions

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I wake up confused. Naps make me confused. I wake up and it's like where am I? What day is it? What's going on? Where's my mom? Takes a couple minutes to get back to reality. But I don't really like reality. Full of unanswered questions. One question is what did Jacob do? I'm still pondering about that one. I check the time and its 6:42. Where is my mom? She's supposed to be home from work by now. I find out she went to Culver's without me. My favorite place and she went without me! Anyways that's besides the point. My moms gone and my first thought is "yes! Get to do whatever I want I'm home alone!" Until I hear someone bellow a scream, which to find out is my little sisters. They're 11 and they're twins. Fighting is practically all they do. Instead of acting like 11 year old girls, they're more like 6 year old boys always fighting and making messes.
I walk in to hear, "Azalia, Maclaya took my shirt and won't give it back!" Camilla screams to me.
"Well that's because you took my shoes!" Maclaya yells while glaring at Camilla.
"NO I DIDN'T!!" Camilla yells while picking up Maclaya's shoes and throwing them at her.
"STOP FIGHTING, THIS IS POINTLESS!" I say just as Maclaya picks up something to throw at Camilla. "You guys fight and scream over everything. If you can't stand each other then separate! Maclaya go in the living room." I say like I'm the voice of reason. Maclaya huffs and throws whatever's in her hand at Camilla and marches off. I have to stop Camilla as she try's to charge after her.
I lock myself in my room and turn up my music. I start a sketch and don't think it's going anywhere so I give up. Drawings have become hard nowadays. If its not that I can't think of anything to draw its that I loose my stamina to finish it. I get out of bed and look in the mirror. I guess I can call myself skinny but I just don't look the way I want. I want that model body where you when you run your thighs don't clap together. So I pull out my yoga mat and begin doing some exercises that I doubt will make a difference.
After I'm to tired to work anything out anymore I hear to the kitchen and see my mom with Culver's. She brought some back. I smile and greet her. "Thanks" I tell her.
We eat dinner and I head to bed. It's been a long day so I fall right asleep.

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