• I ate my eggs, my sausage and just about half of whatever else was lying on my plate. The chair gave a loud screech as I pushed myself away from the round table. Grabbing my dirty plate I walked passed the sliding glass door, placing it down on the counter. The Nag queen was washing other dishes from dinner last night, a sour look on her aging face as she did so as if she despised being a house wife.
    Which was probably the case...
    At times I find myself wondering if she hated being a mother as well but surely if I were to ask her she'd probably give me a devistated gasp and slap me. Oh well, there is always wondering.
    ...Always.
    I find myself sighing again, probably thinking a bit too much on things.
    "What's the matter? You sigh too much lately." My mother asked me, diverting her eyes over to me while still scrubbing her dishes.
    "It's nothing, just thinking a little too much." I confessed, amazingly not lying this time.
    "Is it about that whole, 'other person' thing you've suddenly picked up on? God, you teens and your shows." she shook her head while slowly bringing her baggy eyes back to her work.
    I rolled my eyes, "Like you'd care if I told you anyways." I grunted, starting back up the stairs.
    "Oh now don't say that, I always listen to what y-"
    "Mom! Just forget about it, I told you...it's nothing." I noticed my voice was a bit threatening as I snapped back, oh well...I'll deal with her nagging later.
    Before she could say anything more, or even react for that matter, I quickly finsihed up the stairs and rushed into my room, closing my plain white door.
    I dragged my bare feet over to my old soft bed, flopping my body over it's rectangle-like figure and stared up at the dull white ceiling. Confusion was the crapiest friend. Always coming by and screwing you over by acting like a wonder then just plays with you until it leaves you unwilling to make your own decsion...then leaves. It's topic today was asking me wether this was all just a phase or was there really something that...was calling for me. Maybe not even something but someone, god I wasn't sure. All in all I always seemed to get confused and left alone with nothing to really figure out.
    Sigh...
    "Might as well get ready."