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Day 11 of Quarantine.
I'm bored.
Border than bored.
The online school work is not fun. It's boring. Plus I've finished all mine for the week. Dad has been hanging out with Abigail in the house. I just stay in my room when she's around. Dad always ask me to come down, but I respectfully decline. I guess Abigail ain't going anywhere. This quarantine is not fun.
I go downstairs to see Dad watching TV. He's watching the news. I'm so sick of the news. All it talk about is Carona. Sick of it. I go in the kitchen to get a snack. "Ty! Get out of the pantry." I rolled my eyes. "But I'm hungry!" That was a lie. I was just bored. He didn't respond. We both knew it was a lie. I closed the pantry. I stomp out to the living room. Dad looks at me. I look at him. What are we gonna do. I huffed ans plopped down on the couch. There is nothing to do.
"How bout you go outside? I feel like I saw some kids out there playing when I got the mail." He's crazy. Me? Outside? Well, what other option did I have? It's crazy I've been living here a while and have never went outside. "Fine." His eyes got big. I don't think he expected me to agree. I stood up from the couch and went to my room. I put on what I considered to be outside clothes. I hope these kids don't suck. I hope there are some my age. I ran down the steps and out the door. Pray for me.
Dad was right there's at least like 10-12 kids outside playing. I walk down the street. There's a little boy in his yard. When I get closer, he runs off. Shoot. I was gonna ask him did he want to play. How do you ask kids if they wanna play nowa days? And what does playing consist of? I started to turn around and go home. "Aye!" Were they talking to me? I turned around. There was a girl standing in the same yard as that boy. I pointed at myself. "Yea you. What did you say to my brother?" Brother? Oh. I didn't say nun to that lil boy. "Nothing." She looked at me. We were having this intense stare off. I just wanna go home. Fuck this. I turned around. "So what were you near him for?" She was still talking to me. How do I explain that I wanted to play but don't wanna sound like a creep. I turned back around. "Uh I, uh... I'm bored and I wanted someone to hang out with I guess. He was the first kid I saw. Yea." She started laughing at me. I scrunch up my face. I don't find anything funny. I don't even know why I entertained her. I turned around to go back home. She yelled something behind me. Nope I'm not stopping.
I got to my door and went in. Dad was still on the couch. "That was fast." I went into the living room. I plopped on the couch for the second time that day. "So I go outside to try to make friends or something right? And I see this lil boy. I see other kids too, but they further down the street. So I go to the boy, but he get up and run away. I was ready to come home after that. So I turn around right? And some girl yell behind me. I turn around to see what sis want. She questioning me about why I was talking to her brother. I never said a word to him. So I tell her I was gone ask if he wanted to play and she laughed at me. She laughed at me! How was that even funny? She sucks." Dad looked down at me. He opened his mouth to respond but there was a knock on the door. Dad got up to open it. I stayed in the living room. That girl was a bitch. Dad called me to the door. Ugh. Who was here. I swear if it's Abigail I'll scream.
I got up and went to the door. Dad opened it a little more so I could see past him. It was that girl that laughed it me. No way. I turned around to leave. Dad grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me back to him. "Hay. My bad I laughed. That was trifling of me. I'm Kaye." She extended her hand to me. I looked at her. It's not like I have many options. I took her hand. "I'm Ty." She nodded. Now what? I think she was tryna figure that out to. "You wanna come back to my house?" I guess. I nodded. She started walking. I pushed past Dad and out the door. "Bye." I ran down the drive way to catch up with her.
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General FictionTyrene Johnson is a black girl brought up in Atlanta, GA. Raised by a single parent, her mom, most of her life. She always wandered what it would be like to have a dad. When tragic events take her mom from her, she will find out sooner rather than l...
