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Glow
I Wake up to the sound of my alarm, I let out a groan contemplating whether I should stay in bed or not, then decided to turn it off and stay in bed a little longer. It felt nice, staying in bed, enjoying the quiet.
It didn't last long when I felt a hand grab me my leg and pull me out of bed. I landed on the floor with a 'thud' sound.
I was so frustrated and tired that I didn't care any more, so I just lay there, trying to get comfortable.
"Get up" the mysterious voice continued "You know your gonna be late if you don't get upright"
I turned facing the culprit-it was no other than Devvon my loving brother *note the sarcasm*.
Don't get me wrong here I love him, its just that he can be frustrating at times, and one of those times were now. The irony of life was that I was stuck with him, whether I liked it or not.
"Why," I asked
"Because it's Monday" he replied
"So?!"
"Ohm...school remember" he sighed still looking at me
I racked my brain trying to understand what he meant. And that's when it clicked: The bet and school.
Why!!
Getting up from the floor and checking the time
7:29 am
I sigh contemplating whether to get ready or not, When I suddenly heard a scream, I grabbed my toothbrush and towel and ran into the bathroom without turning back because I knew what that scream meant, hell everyone knows what that scream means-the bucket.
In my house, we have lots of traditions, both good and bad. And one of them is called the bucket. It's a way of waking us up by pouring cold water on each other: it is an effective way of getting us out bed. The only thing that makes it fun is when it happens to our brothers, but today one of my sisters was the victim.
It took me ten minutes to be done with my bath and got dressed. I decided to wear a big grey hoodie that had 'focus' written on it over a black spaghetti top and blue ripped jeans with sneakers, letting my hair down.
Checking myself in the mirror to see that I look ok, I grabbed my bag, phone and notes before leaving my room.
Walking through the hallways felt so different than how it usually feels. It felt like I just made the biggest mistake of my life. I was so deep in thought that didn't even notice my sisters, not until I felt a handhold mine. I look up to see Shanti holding my hand tight, so did the rest and when I looked into their eyes I saw fear, there whereas scared as I was. So did the only thing I could do at that moment...I hugged them like it was my last then held theirs has again before continuing walking.
When we got to the dining, Dad was already sited and was talking to Devvon and Terrell about school and stuff, while waiting for breakfast.
"Hey" we greeted before taking our sit next.
Dad was about to say something but was interrupted when mum came in with breakfast.
We were having waffles extreme and orange juice. It consisted of waffles, obviously, eggs, cheese, spices, syrup and bacon. The lovely aroma filled the air making my mouth to water, I wanted to devour it within seconds, even though that's humanly impossible, but the look that mama had made me force this current hunger away for a few minutes.

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