People who do anything for attention are the lowest of the low, not caring who they hurt or what they do in order to become the star of the show. They demand attention through force, coercing by using their body, or even faking kindness to make people look at them. They get exactly what they want. And somebody else is always behind them in order to clean up their mess.
Having to clean up behind their mother is something a daughter shouldn’t have to do. Seeing various random men coming home, hearing all kind of sounds coming from behind closed doors, that stuff just builds up over time. People around the neighborhood would walk up to me and ask “If your mother free sometime tonight?”
It’s enough to drive you insane.
Tying up the last trash bag, I pick it up with a strong lift and carried it over my shoulder to the curb outside the house. I tossed the bag onto the pile and looked down the block, waving to a large green dump truck approaching. The fresh air was quickly taken over by the smell of rotten trash and garbage left out in the heat.
One of the doors to the truck opened up and a man hopped out.
He approached me and I gave him a small envelope. We exchanged glances before I walked back to the house.
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