Never Be Like You

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My alarm woke me up at 5am.

Ugh,I'm still so tired.

I seriously hated being in this situation.I barely had money.I had to work at 5 different places every single day,just to earn enough money to eat and pay the bills.My life was basically waking up,going to work,and going to sleep.I had no social life.

I left my poor parents in Ohio and came to New York City with my boyfriend.He told me we were going to live the dream,and I was stupid enough to believe him.

Now,3 years later,I was still living with him.He was very abusive and an alcoholic.I couldn't really leave him because he told me he could kill me if i did.As sad as my life was,I didn't have a death wish.I still had dreams I wanted to accomplish.I just didn't know how.

Alison stop daydreaming and get up,you will be late.

I approached Starbucks and shivered because the cold air was seriously freezing me.No,I was not getting coffee there,I worked there as a barista.I had been working at Starbucks for 2 years.Working there was actually nice.My only friend,Cindy also worked there,which made it fun.

I opened the backdoor and saw Cindy putting on her apron.

"Cin,hi,"I hugged her.

"Hi Ali.Good morning."

"Let's get started,"she said as we were entering the drinks station.

At 7am I left Starbucks and headed to my second job.It was at Target as a cashier.It got pretty busy,but i managed.I worked there from 8am until 11am.This job was boring because I had no friends or acquaintances,but I came to work,not to make friends.

These 3 hours passed pretty slowly.I had to deal with crying children who wanted their moms to buy them all the toys,teenage girls searching for cool clothes,and rude customers.

I seriously don't know how I managed to do this every day.

At 12pm I arrived to my third job at a diner.It was 80's themed and we had the cool outfits girls wore on TV and roller skates.Trust me,wearing roller skates for 2 hours was not very comfortable,but I could take them off sometimes.I was a waitress and I had to be nice to everyone,even when they were rude to me.I couldn't get fired.I couldn't afford that.

Smile and be nice Alison.

I approached a table where a buncb of teenage boys were sitting.The whistled when I got there.I tried VERY hard not to roll my eyes at them.

"What would you like?"

I saw a boy eyeing me up and down and say "I just want a little of that fine ass."

"Listen to me,that's not how you treat girls.If y'all keep acting that way,the only ass you'll ever see is yours.Grow up."

They were shocked to say the least.

"What would you like then.Sorry to disappoint you,but we don't sell fine ass.In fact,I don't think anyone around here sells it."

The boys quickly ordered and left after they finished.This has happened to me so many times.

2 more jobs to go.

My fourth job was at a bar and my fifth job was at a night club.I served the drinks.It got pretty busy,and there were some...interesting customers.

When I got home it was 11pm.

Phew,long day.

I entered the building and I walked to my apartment.As I was opening the door,I heard loud crashing.