My mother won't let me live. Everything is my fault. From the dish she broke, to the cat's muddy footprints. My fault. How? I don't know. But it is. It always is. So what did I do today? Well the cat threw up on the floor, Tim bought spoiled milk at the store, and my mum dropped her coffee on the floor, the cup shattered and the coffee spilled everywhere. I fixed all of those problems. I always do, because, somehow, they are entirely my fault. Not Tim's fault, not the cat's fault, definitely not my mother's fault, but my fault.
"I'm not you stupid little slave!" I yell at my mum. "I'm done papering the pants off of you!"
"You get back here right this instant young lady!" She calls after me as I run to my room, if you can call it a room. It's more like a closet. I pack my bags, everything I own can fit in a trunk. I run back downstairs.
"Where do you think you're going?!" My mum asked. She knew what I didn't. That's why she couldn't let me run away. But she wasn't going to stop me. I was done being the maid. She tried to stop me but I pushed and shoved my way out of her arms and through the door.
"Goodbye, old me!" I shouted. I am free. I can let all of those tears and feelings go! I can't hold it back anymore. I don't care what they're going to say.
It's funny how some distance makes everything seem small. The problems in the would all just seem to vanish. And the fears that once controlled me, can't get to me at all! It's time to see what I can do. I know I left a life behind, but I'm too relieved to grieve! No right. No wrong. No rules for me! I'm free!
It's a little chilly out. I don't care. The cold has never bothered me anyway. It weird really. I could walk around in 10°F weather and not get the slightest bit cold. I didn't need a jacket or coat. It took my sweat shirt and threw it in my trunk.
I'm done being the maid. I scrubbed my last dish. I'm never going back. The past is in the past. They'll never change my mind. That's it.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I don't know if you noticed, but a lot of the ideas/phrases in this chapter came from the song Let It Go by idina Menzel and Demi Levato. So credit to disney's movie, Frozen, which by the way is very good! Be sure to check out my other story, The Beginning.