Life is Life

My Life

I woke up from sleeping at 6:40, my nose was cold but that doesn't matter. Why am I up? It's freezing! I closed my eyes one more time hoping for sleep to consume me. I laid there trying to sleep for 15 minutes. It's not gonna happen my body doesn't want to sleep.

I turned on my back in my very old bed. The mattress I sleep on is so old I can feel the springs stick out in it.
My blankets are the only thing that keeps me warm at night. Four fluffy blankets and one comforter, sometimes they aren't enough to keep me warm especially on these mornings. The weather outside is horrendous, the snow has been coming down since yesterday and there is no way school is happening today.

I walked from my room to the bathroom it was a short walk not even four steps. My house is a one story house not big at all. My dad is probably at work already my mom will be up soon, she also has work but not until 8.

After using the toilet and waiting for the water to warm up I brushed my teeth and walked down the hall into the living room. My mom wasn't in her bedroom, she's in the kitchen.

I walked from the living room into the kitchen, the oven was on but nothing was inside. The oven was the only source of warmth considering we don't have any heat in the house. It wasn't until just last year that they got a new hot water tank, we went almost a whole winter without hot water. We either had to boiling water and wash our hair or wait until the weekend to stay the night at my grandmas so we could shower.

I walked into the kitchen my mom already had her clothes on and was ready for work.

I walked back out into the living room and looked out the window. Snow covered it all. I frowned my dad must've had to get up early to shovel it all. Though later I would too, the snow was still coming down.

"Naruto honey" Kushina my mom called from the kitchen.
I walked back in and smiled at my mom she knows how awful it is for me it's the same for her. She handles it better but I only complain sometimes. On days I'm in a really bad mood. It's often but not gonna change anything. No matter what, this is my life for now and it isn't changing.

"No school today, but later you'll need to shovel. I'm going in early are you okay by yourself?" I nodded my head. Yep I already know.

I walked to the cabinet and took out some cereal, this is the third day in a row I've eaten cereal. Either for breakfast or for dinner. There is never any food in the house because the money my parents make goes to bills. And maybe a little food but nothing too great, small stuff like water and bread, chips. But I don't mind all that much. I love cereal.

Of course to even think about what it would be like to have different parents a different life, it's pointless. The only way I can ever do better is to get out of this town. This god for saken town. The town where you sit and suffer, I will not be my parents. I can't.

I would rather be at school. Instead of sitting on the couch bundled in two blankets just to keep warm. My 200 dollar laptop sitting on my lap as I watch anything that isn't remotely dumb.
Mostly just criminal or doctor shows. If you asked me what I want to do with my life. I won't answer, I don't know.

To think life could be so much easier if I didn't have the life I do. If I didn't have to wake up and see my breath. My pants are so cold they feel wet, it's freezing in this house and there is nothing anyone can do. We have to live this way.

Just thinking about school made me sad. I'm not popular but I have friends. It's the only thing I like about school. It's just hard not being able to say anything, I can't possibly tell my friends anything about me.

I looked at the time it was 10. Where did the time go? I got up and walked down to my cold bedroom, I put on some jeans and two pairs of socks before slipping on a hat and some gloves. It's crazy to think I'm a senior and still I don't have my life together. But then again my parents are in there 30s and still don't have their shit together.

It's below 60 in the house and probably negative degrees out side. I carefully opened the door and shut it tight. The shovel was sitting on the porch next to the door I grabbed it and started shoveling away the heavy snow on the porch, then the steps, the walk way. And now for the driveway.

I don't know how long I took to shovel the porch. I started my small path by shoveling a line right down the middle of the driveway. My dad used to have a snow blower but it broke and he couldn't afford to fix it or get something new. Back to shoveling.

I don't think about how different my life is because is it really all that different from anyone else? How could I know. Maybe there is other people that have the same life. I don't know.

I start on the left side going back and forth up and down the drive way. By now my hands are freezing and they feel like they might fall off. One good thing about this is when I go inside it will feel like the warmest thing in the world.

I continue my shoveling until the end is all that's left. I look at my next door neighbors their driveway is shoveled or snow plowed and they're leaving for work. It must be around 2.

A whole day I spent shoveling could have been a whole day spent in a warm school.
I finish the shoveling and make my way back inside, because it's still snowing some of the porch is a little snowed on not much. I take off my clothes and puff out some warm air. I turned the door and walked inside. My laptop was sitting on my blankets plugged into the wall. It should be almost charged.

I walk into the kitchen and stand next to the open oven. I warm my hands the best I can and leave my boots by the front door I just walked in. I look at my blankets, I'm hungry.

I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I walked back out and into my room where I got my sweatshirt and sweatpants. I guess I'll take a shower and warm myself up. My floors are wooden and I can feel the heat slowly seeping out of my feet. I walk back out and into the bathroom the steam has already covered the mirrors. I get in. I'm warm.