Man!!! She was too proud!! and why am I very irritated with her behavior, Why can't I stop myself like usual, wait I think I am just over acting with the whole issue. This thing usually happens all the time, anyway its not that I know her or care for her.
I tried to forget all that just happened by reasoning all out in my head myself, and walked off putting in my earphones and listening to my favorite songs.
"Ah! " I heard my new neighbor Mrs Ben scream, she was white with fear. She loves gossips and drama...so I thought it maybe one of her dramas but then.....
I kneaded my brow,and reached out for the key of the house. She was looked so petrified that no words came out from her lips. Seriously?? Mrs Ben can be too dramatic I thought to myself....
I just nodded with a smile at her and went inside the house.
With all the commotion outside I immediately started to scan once I was inside,but nothing seems out of place. Everything seems to be in its place or where it usually is seen, my slippers were not in sight but still that was not new for me....
Mrs Ben was still standing outside our window,with her face glue and it had this weird expression on her face...really, she is like the security camera of the house no wait more like the whole colony because she would know almost all the things going on around her whole colony!!!
I looked towards the direction where Mrs Ben was looking. She seems to be looking at something, I looked towards the sofa, the pillows were distorted, (still nothing new). Tap, tap, tap... Mrs Ben kept rapping at our glass window.
I went towards her, and there I saw, my mother lying down behind the sofa.
As I bent forward to pick my mom up, and soon enough, I was attacked by a strong smell of alcohol. I turned her face towards me and showed a thumbs up towards Mr Ben...indirectly telling her to buzz off and everything will be fine...
But, I was dealing with Mrs Ben, so she did not buy that,I tried again by signaling to her, that my mom was asleep (which was true in a way because she was passed out...). After she finally left, I drag my drunk mom on to the sofa, covered her with a blanket and went to my room.
Ever since I can remember, my mom loves to drink, but as I grew older her love became more of an addiction.... So, lately I would see her drunk almost all the time...
I was more of a person who says very less words, and love a short time for myself (where I do things I love, like reading or crafting) once a while, some what like battery recharging....you could say.
"I was happy walking alone the wide, green road till I met you..... " The Zings' song rang inside my head, as I lay on my bed.
I saw a beautiful lady in light flowy dress, with her hair flying as music continues to ring inside my head.
" Bang! " I suddenly sat up on my bed, with my eyes wide open. " damn, why her again.
I slam my earphones down on my bed and walk down to start preparing for dinner.
'I am going going nuts!!'