Without you.

in the beginning...

Early in the morning. the sun seems so bright,like I have been sleeping all morning....I roll over to check the time and found out my time isn't on my deck,forgetting it needs repairs I roll over back to sleep but before I could continue my beautiful morning sleep I heard the loudness of my mom's voice call for me..."Olivia", she shouted I quickly got up an shouted "yes mummy"running to the living room.
My room is the last room upstairs and from my room to the living room is like running a Mini race. Before I got there she was already on her way to my room,when she saw me the look on her face was shocked and I was too because she was dressed up in full attire and had make up on my mum never wears makeup only when we have important visitors or when its Sunday.
"Oh lord ,its Sunday"I said but not lid enough for her to hear me."why are u still in your PJs"my mum said,"uhn mum"I said going straight on my knees raising my hand up and closing my eyes. Knowing my mum,if I stood there and tried to explain anything I would have gotten a befitting slap or even an head boot."you very know its Sunday olivia, why aren't you dresses we will be late because of you"my mum."mummy I could start getting ready now please"I said. She looked at me and left me going to check in my sister Kimberly. I got up and ran to my room trying to get ready.

Fifteen minutes later.
Had the fastest bath of my entire life and I look like shit,I didn't even get a chance to wash my hair ,"what will I do about I now "I say to myself. A knock on my door "come in"I shout, its my little sister Kimberly ,she is a pain in the ass."I need your hair brush"she says,"why?"I say back,"because if u don't I will telling mum u said u ain't interested in church"she smiles,and I feel like killing her but that's not an option cause of my mom, so I leaned over and gave her my brush then she ran out again.
I am done but I still feel like shit,and to be honest I don't feel like going anywhere at all but u can't say no to my mum especially on a Sunday.
We got to church late cause my mum loves sitting in front roll and her sitting on the second roll today because of me makes her late and all she does is look at me like someone who is about to be killed. The service is really boring, I am tired and can't stand the pastor or the choir who sing every second with their voice like a broken kettle. I pick my phone to text my bestfriend clara who also attends the church"Hy girl,you in church?"I text her and seconds later I get a reply saying"yes girlfriend, this services is so dead,I can't deal,I might just sneak out of here😊😊"I laugh but got cut off by the elder sitting beside me and I sit uptight and dropped my phone. my bestfriend Clara ,I have know her since I was four years old and we have been friends since then,she is quite wild and troublesome and her mom isn't as cocky as mine. I laugh at my thought. She is 20 while my 19th birthday is in a week and my resumption into Duke as a fresher is in four day.