Silence.... Not another word from her ... I believe she is gone now .. I mean what else could she possibly do you might say well she could come to my room and make sure I really do get out of bed maybe even drag me to the bathroom if worse comes to it..but I would not allow that, having people control my everything is horrible but I draw the line when it comes to my bedroom when I am in it. Plus she won't be able to because i would not want to give her an opportunity to invade my space or give my mother something else to nag me about.
It means I am getting up to take a bath get dressed come down and have a family breakfast but I don't want to I want no part of that, it is exhausting, everything is but I have to....I get up, move to the overly spacious bathroom and look in the mirror. My face, looking at it nothing special, at least not to me when my sister is involved, brown hair put in a high bun and placed in a satin bonnet which by the way is almost about to fall off. I really look like someone that has no motivation for life..... Well.. It is because I don't.
Having your parents breathing down your neck 24/7 and dictate your own life twenty-four- seven especially when they know you are the youngest and the easiest to control really does not make life fun. But hey what can I say.
I rumble off more thoughts in my head and wind up ready and dressed one hour later just willing myself to go downstairs and have breakfast. You would think having your whole family on one dinning table together eating like a family is what one would enjoy and crave for, but really it is not. I just don't....'Honey, nice of you to finally join us'... My mom says.
Oww did not even notice when I got down here ugh.. ..