Chapter 9

I wake up to a loud crash downstairs. I hurriedly ripped the covers off of me and ran down stairs to inspect the noise. I look around and quickly walk around the house to find my uncle. He's not in the living room, not in the kitchen... his office.

I walk to his office and there he was. He laid on the floor with papers surrounding him. He must have fallen while trying to get something off of his shelf. He broke a vase my aunt made in the process. Great... he's going to be pissed.

He looked up at me and picked himself off of the ground. " You're up, " he slurred, " make me some breakfast. "12

It hurts to see him drunk everyday now. Yesterday and now today he started his day drunk. I walk to the kitchen and open the fridge. I look into the emptiness and yell to my uncle, " You need to go to the store today! " Saturday's his ' Grocery ' day.

He walks into the room, " What did you say? " he says in an angry tone.

" Uhh.. there's nothing in here to eat. " I