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LENA.

I flung my eyes open the next morning, feeling unshed tears in my eyes and the tears rolled down the side of my face. I wiped with the back of my hand before stepping out of my bed, looking toward the alarm and wondering if it had rang. It hadn’t. Something smelled good this morning but I didn't know what it was. Perhaps someone was cooking good food as the smell was delicious and edible. I had just woken up so I couldn't quite figure it out.

First, I had to clean the whole house, a habit Tina developed in me. Hence even though she was gone and married to another man, I still did it. Next was to attend to my dad, and throw the rubbish in his potty away. Then, Cook and feed him and also give him his drugs. It was pretty easy because I had mapped it out in my head.

By the time I was done, it was a few minutes past seven, and the day had just broken. Thus, I went back to my room to prepare for school. I had just walked in, my door facing my window when I noticed a fur animal o