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Ella looked at the clock on the microwave and saw that it was nearly 5:00 pm, which meant she didn't have long before her brothers would start to arrive home expecting dinner to be ready and the laundry to be put away. The petite teen pushed herself off of the couch and shuffled into the kitchen to wash a pan so she could make dinner. She'd spent most of the day cleaning the house and doing laundry and had just needed a short break before starting on dinner, but now she was beginning to regret taking that break.
Ella knew that if she didn't have dinner ready her older brothers would give her a hard time about it. She couldn't really blame them. When her parents had thrown her out of their house, she didn't have any where to go, but her brothers had agreed to take her in as long as she either got a job and paid part of the rent, or agreed to do all of the household work like cleaning, laundry, cooking and shopping. Not seeing any other options, the eighteen year old had quickly agreed.
That was nearly two weeks ago and Ella had never realized just how hard it would be to keep her brothers' apartment clean and keep them fed. They had to be the two sloppiest people ever, and two of the hungriest too. It seemed like all she had done since she moved in was clean up after the two of them, or cook, or fetch things for them. She felt more like a servant than a sister.
I shouldn't complain. At least I have a place to sleep at night and food to eat, she thought to herself, even if I do have to sleep on the couch.
Wearing a white tank top and a pair of faded blue jeans, Ella was standing in the kitchen stirring the spaghetti sauce when she heard the front door open.
Ella: http://s1150.photobucket.com/user/xFDollx/media/63jb6fl_zpsbmbr9sll.jpg.html
Ella knew that if she didn't have dinner ready her older brothers would give her a hard time about it. She couldn't really blame them. When her parents had thrown her out of their house, she didn't have any where to go, but her brothers had agreed to take her in as long as she either got a job and paid part of the rent, or agreed to do all of the household work like cleaning, laundry, cooking and shopping. Not seeing any other options, the eighteen year old had quickly agreed.
That was nearly two weeks ago and Ella had never realized just how hard it would be to keep her brothers' apartment clean and keep them fed. They had to be the two sloppiest people ever, and two of the hungriest too. It seemed like all she had done since she moved in was clean up after the two of them, or cook, or fetch things for them. She felt more like a servant than a sister.
I shouldn't complain. At least I have a place to sleep at night and food to eat, she thought to herself, even if I do have to sleep on the couch.
Wearing a white tank top and a pair of faded blue jeans, Ella was standing in the kitchen stirring the spaghetti sauce when she heard the front door open.
Ella: http://s1150.photobucket.com/user/xFDollx/media/63jb6fl_zpsbmbr9sll.jpg.html