44...Kitchen girls...

CLAIRE.

Is it really possible to die of boredom, like literally? If yes, then I'm afraid my death date is very near.

I've been on my own, not leaving the bedroom, not even for breakfast, I had my breakfast brought in by some maids like I'm some royalty.

I spoke with my family and I went through social media, all alone in this very big bedroom.

I watched TV, alone.

I laughed at comedies, alone.

I sang along with musicians on TV, alone also.

And now I'm just tired of being alone and as luck would have it, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in"

The door opened half way to reveal Anita, Mrs Taylor's daughter in law dressed in a blue short dress. She stood at the entrance of the room, smiling at me.

"Uhm" she cleared her throat "I thought you might wanna join us downstairs since you're here alone, but if you are okay here, and probably like to be alone and...."

"I'll like to join" I said way too quickly.

She chuckled, showing her white teeth "Okay"

Anita and I didn't exchange a