"FIRST THING I NEED YOU TO DO, MIKEY, IS TO HELP ME WITH THESE BAGS. SHE'S GOING TO BE STAYING IN YOUR ROOM, BUT YOU GET TO SAY WHERE TO PUT HER THINGS."
"Okay, mom." I hopped onto her shoulder, and watched as she lifted up the first two suitcases Aunt Nagine brought with her. From see my mom slouching, I figured that the bags were heavy, which made me wonder how Nagine brought them herself. She took each step very carefully, trying not to stumble and fall back. once she made it to the top, she went into the first door on the right, heading into my room.
"OK. NOW WHERE DO I SET HER THINGS?" I pointed over to the corner near the closet and the door. I wanted her things away from as possible, worried to figure out what are inside of them. "THERE WE GO. NOW FOR THE REST."
Aunt Nagine brought a total of 9 suitcases. Each were heavier than the last, which became very crucial for my mom. I fell off her shoulder a few times and got smother by her giant feet. She apologized each time, but it didn't heal the bruises. This was all Aunt Nagine's fault. If she wasn't staying, then we wouldn't have to be dealing with this much pain. She just stayed in the bathroom, trying to take a dump. It's been 2 hours already, and she still wasn't out. It was going to be hard to live with her.
Luckily, my mom had finished with the last of the suitcases. The corner was packed, and it looked like a huge mess. It was highly unlikely that all of that was filled with clothes. My mom put me down near my bed counter, and I tried to tidy up a bit.
"OK, MIKEY. WE'RE ALL DONE WITH THE LUGGAGE. NOW YOU DO WHATEVER YOU NEED HERE THEN COME DOWN FOR DINNER. IF YOUR AUNT NAGINE COMES IN, TELL HER TO COME AS WELL. I GOT TO SEE HOW MELLA'S DOING WITH THE DINNER SETTING."With those last words, my mom left the room, leaving me all alone. I make my bed and put on some nicely fresh clothes. I didn't want to look like a drag, or else my aunt would scold and nag about it all night. I look over to the bed she was going to be sleeping on, and find my toys on it. I jump across to the comfortable bed, and take my toys under. I make a giant leap to the floor, and begin to walk out. Sadly for me, my aunt Nagine walked in.
She just came back from the bathroom, and was now walking towards the bed. She locked the door behind her, and was coming towards me. I didn't know what was going on until her foot smothered me. Right under her sole, her foot was squishing my body flat. It smelled real bad and was sweaty too. When I was released, I looked at her crawl into bed. She knocks my small bed off the counter, and replaces it with her teeth in a cup of water. I was in the ground, still scared of her foot stomping on me. The door was locked, and dinner was starting. I was getting hungry, and Nagine was asleep. What was there left to do?
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