Elliot
Another day of living, Another day of hellish suffering.
Raining. God I hate rain.
And whats more than to woke up to have your beautiful, kind but sickly mother fussing like a mouse about a another possible hole in our roof dripping in your face. Perfect to put the green bucket under.
And, Its so dark out...
I woke up too early. Again.
*Sigh*....
Better than be spank for being late.
Time to get ready.
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3rd person
3:00 in the morning.
The cold rain pours over the roofs of different establishments. The streets are damp and void of life. The lights of lamp gave its chilling ambience over the low fog
Contrary, in a small box-like room in the rooftop of a gloomy hotel in the slums part of the city,
A fair woman scurried around hastily and clumsily but quietly try tending to a dripping hole in the roof.
With a lit lamp she goes through different rooms looking for something.
"What to put?.. what to put?.." she muttered repeatedly, trying to find a solution to the dripping hole. But everything is blurry.
"Oh shit, forgot the glasses..." and goes in another blind pursuit for the aformentioned object.
After awhile, she started trudging from the lack of sleep and depleting energy, and slump on the couch.
But! A thought came before she could succumb to sleep, "The green bucket!.." she said whilst standing abruptedly, and resumed scurrying like a blind mouse, yet again.
"Green Bucket.. glasses...bucket.." she yawned. For the second time, sleep was about to take her again when..
Clank!
The sudden sound, alerted her awake. Bringing her attention to the source,
She saw a small blurry figure infront of her holding out something. Taking it, she realized it was a pair of glasses and proceeded to put it on.
The lady looked around in shock to find everything clearer now.
"You really should remember where to put your glasses, Mom" said a boy scoldingly, whom she realized sheepishly is her son.
"Ehehe.. Im sorry for the trouble, Ellie" she sheepishly apologized to her now much more clearer image of her son.
"Dont call me Ellie, thats for girls!" He said petulantly, pouting cutely she thinks.
"Ehe.. Now how do you know its for girls? Its not.. though by the way, have you seen-"
"The green bucket is under the hole. Now go back to sleep" he ordered to his mother,
"Your like a mouse scurrying around, its annoying.." he said pushing his mother back to the makeshift bed with the green bucket.
"But, its about time I get up to help you get ready to school" she said stubbornly,
"No I got it, Sleep youre making yourself sick again" he said clearly annoyed, checking to see that his mother is heating up again.
"But-"
"No more buts! Sleep!"
"But I have work toda-"
"No you havent its tuesday, your real work is Mondays, Weds, and Fridays" He argued though very much concerned, tucking her in. "Even so, your needed in that radio station bit later, anyways"
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