Sometimes I wonder if having a lot of children is actually a big flex or it's just something mom and dad did just so grandma would have something to brag about. The one one thing I'll never under is why there'll always be fights about chores.
I'm taking about every little chore around the home.
Why did mom have som many kids just to have them fight over chores? I mean,if I had so many kids as mom do,girlllllll....
I'll go on vacation 8 days of the week.
7 kids is no joke
That means mom has enough hands,about 14 of them to take care of chores and somehow,people are always fighting over it
That's not even my problem
My problem is, I'm always the victim of almost every fight. Each time mom doesn't want to talk too much or doesn't have the strength to act as a Lawyer, she'll always tell me to do that particular chore and I can't say 'No',that word makes things worse
Oh,did I forget to tell you?
I'm the eldest.
Yeah.
So typically,I have to live by example,infact my life is an example,like a science experiment if you think it sounds better .My younger ones have to look up to me. I need to show them that if I can wash dishes then, they're way more qualified to also wash dishes.
On this fatefel day,I was having the time of my life. I was chilling in the bathtub y'know,with my sunglasses,the bathroom light was acting as the sun and I didn't want to hurt my eyes. I also had a glass of orange juice with me,accompanied with a little bit of soft music and it was all fun until I start hearing my name been called, bringing me back to reality.
It was my mom
"Just a second mom" I quickly end the little party I was having,dressed up to answer my mom.
All that took a second.
I know right?
I'm super fast.
So as usual mom says I have to do the dishes again because two of younger sisters are fighting over who did the dishes the last time. She needed to make dinner and there's no making dinner with a sink having a pile of dirty dishes
Oh God
What did I do to deserve this?
"This is not fair!" I grumbled
"Everytime mom, everytime" I continue mumbling as I carry out my hard labour because being the eldest sibling is like serving a prison sentence.
I was so pained throughout the time I was doing the dishes,nothing was funny. Not even when the last child beought this one extra dirty dish for me to wash
I wanted to faint,I wanted the ground to open that instant and swallow me
I was so maddddddd.
The moment I finished I stumped back to my rooom and locked my door, infact I took out a pen and wrote "DO NOT DISTURB" on a note and make sure it is visible on the door. My handwriting has not always been the best but,I want to be a doctor so I don't need a beautiful handwriting.
Lowkey I was expecting my mom to come and pet me to have dinner after vowing I wasn't going to have dinner that night. But she didn't
The had their dinner and everyone was getting ready to go to bed
Really?
What about me?
I began to question my brith
I took out my phone and searched in Google "signs you're the adopted child" and I can see myself relating to each of the ten signs I saw
Wow
That's it?
So the adopted child is me,it all makes sense right now
I'm not going to lie,I was really hungry but I wanted to show mom that I'm still mad. So I decided to wait until everywhere was dead silent because I don't want anyone seeing me sneaking to the kitchen.
It seemed like forever.
Doesn't anyone want to sleep tonight?
I can literally hear my immediate younger sister laughing at my second younger sister because the boy she was crushing on told her she looked like the witch from Snow White after she went to school with a frizzled hair
He means this woman right here
Okay that is funny
Fast forward to to the time everywhere became dead silent. I had almost pasaed out due to hunger. Using the dying strength I have left,I quietly tiptoed to the kitchen to find some food.
All the lights were off, meaning that everyone must be sleeping now or so I thought.
Entering the kitchen,I didn't turn on the light because I don't want anyone to see me.
Turns out my mom put my own food in a food flask to keep it warm
Wait
She knew I was going to come?
This is a setup
I started eating anyway,savouring the deliciousness of the food with my eyes closed until I heard a metal dropping and it wasn't my fork. My eyes became wide open now and I stopped chewing
There's a ghost?
In this house?
I'm dead.
I should have stayed back in my room,I thought to myself after suddenly remembering all the horror movies I've seen recently.
I mean it's better to die honourably in my room due to starvation than to be eaten by a monster. I quietly closed the food and made to head back my room but I had a quick thought
If I head out without my food and there's a monster I'm dead.
And if I head out without my food and there's no monster, I'll still die because of hunger. So I better carry my food along.
I head out into the living room, tiptoeing as quietly as I can with my food tightly held in my hand.
Then
The light is turned on illuminating the entire space and I froze in my steps
I always have two options
It's either I turn to face the supposed ghost or monster and share my food with it or I turn to face my mom. Either ways I'm still going to turn.
If I perish,I perish