Sunday Photo Fiction: Late Night Thoughts


Photo Credit: Fandango

Note: My mom’s family are immigrating to the U.S. from China and they are supposed to come at the end of this year or early next year. They are all moving into my house and these are thoughts I predict I will be having (though probably not during late-night showers) since there will be 7 other people living in my house. I also imagine I will feel quite claustrophobic in such situation. 

Another late night. I can’t believe this. Doesn’t anyone in this house care I have to get up at 5-am everyday for work? Does anyone in this house care about little-old-me at all? I snatched the soap from its holder while stifling another yawn.

I can’t keep my eyes open. 

Aren’t they supposed to leave already? Why are they still in my house? Occupying all my bathrooms. I’m so sick of these 11-pm-semi-hot-showers. She told me her family was supposed to move to the next door after a month but it’s been three months. 

Ow!

I rub at the spot above my left eye. My headaches are getting worse.

Just when will I get my house back?

I close my eyes and let the water wash the day’s scum away as thoughts pop into my head like spit-fire. Great, my good and bad sides are “talking” again.

“If I were you, I would tell them to get out pronto.” My devil side says.

“I think you should be patient. Nothing lasts forever. You should know that by now.” My angel side points out.

“Oh shut up,” I groan. Why do I always have to be such a good person?

(199 words)

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