It was the day, the day where my family breaks in to my house.
I looked at the rest of the room, my eyes we're tired.
I don't think i slept well. Just because i keep thinking about them.Then, i got a call.
"Hey Amel, we're here! Can you pick us up? We're at Lostery International Airport"
"Uhh, sure mom. Anything else?"
"Can you buy some snacks? We need some"
"Sure. I'll buy some from the gas station. I'll get ready now"
"You just woke up?!?! It's 10:30"
" I slept late. Anyway, call you later!"
I then hung up.It was surely the longest conversation i had with a family member, especially mom.
Even our texts doesn't go very long, it's usually a 'hi' and then i replied by 'hello,how are you?'.And they never replied for hours, then i do the same.
Except this time, i let hang in there for weeks until i get another new message from them.I'm avenging my texts.
I looked at the alarm clock besides me, it really was 10:30, she wasn't lying this time.
Sometimes she lies, such a sly liar yet so..unbearable.
I went to my shower and did my usual routine,i continued the routine as i started to wear my Beige sweater.
Sweaters keep you warm and safe. When you're in a sweater, you feel comfortable and safe.
That's what i always thought anyway.
The best feeling of all cloth, a sweater.
They have the best feelings, when you touch, and wear them.I brought my bag with me as i ran downstairs, grabbing a granola bar from the kitchen table and soon the door.
I locked the door, making sure my house is safe, don't want those robbers be everywhere in my house.
Touching my properties with their filthy, guilty hands.
And the thought of that made me stumble a bit.
I stood there, outside the door, just continuously thinking of it."Ah! What am i supposed to do again?" I yelled. "Oh right! Pick up my family from the airport".
I went to my car and started to drive it on a not so fast nor so slow driving rate.
The average rate, but also speeding up a bit but also not be a ferocious lady on the road.
You'll get what i mean, eventually.I stopped at the local gas station and went to the market.
I looked at the junks they we're selling.
Damn. These are quite expensive.
Seriously, 5 dollars just for 2 mint gum packages, and each of them only have 4?
Is this rigged?Another lady, who seemed to be in her 30's stood by my side.
She 'ahem'-ed at me, and started to shove me away from the aisle.Rude. Now i hate her and her..her.. balderdash!
Yeah that's the right word.I moved away from her and picked a few snacks.
I'm still thinking about that lady though, why is she like that? Such rude attitude.
I sighed.Maybe i shouldn't had hate her, hate's a strong word anyway.
You can't hate everyone just because they hurt you a single time.Don't hate people, rather just ignore them.
Ignore and forget, i should've done that, the good 'ol trick.I then realized i was here at the airport, i went in, parked my car and went in.
Hm.
Where could they possibly be?
I then saw my my mom, dad, and my sister across a few people.
An ocean of people.
A mariana trench of people.
And i'm the fish who's trying to survive the current just to reunite with it's family.
Yeah, i'm a fish. Anything but a fish.
My last name should just be fish from now on.
Amelia Fishkins, or maybe Fishnex, how about Fishney?
Nah. It sounds like Disney.
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