I sadly picked up the scattered wine bottles on the floor and took them to the trash. I looked around, and the house I worked so hard to clean this morning was dirty again. I woke up early to do all my chores. I got home, and the house is messy again. The dishes piled up in the sink remain unwashed. I sighed heavily and put the groceries I got on the kitchen counter. It's like no one lives here. But I do, and my mother. I always do all the work through, and it's frustrating because I need to study as well. I was going to cook dinner for us, but I need to clean first.
Just a few weeks ago, Daddy left with his other belongings and returned home just once. My mother always drinks alcohol. She has already used up the expensive wines displayed in the house. I don't understand why she is like t
