Chapter 17 SURPRISE TREATS

• The silence is deafening. Unlike when Max was still around, he used to be our own alarm clock; and sirens rolled into one. Max stomps his feet on my face if I don't get up after a few scratches. Sadly our unit is lacking a spark for us to call it home. Max's photo on my side table catches my attention; he was still young, small when I had him on my birthday. My heart constricts thinking about him again, but I refuse to cry anymore. I want to remember all our beautiful memories together instead of just centering my thoughts that he is no longer with me. I fix all of Max's things, his sheet, pillow, and clothes, and put them in a box before I rush out of my room, starving.
• Mom leaves early for work, so I am left alone having breakfast by myself, which doesn't help my poor appetite. I only have cereals and milk for breakfast before I start cleaning the house. I feel like we needed a little decluttering since our space is a little messed up after the passing of Max. Maddox came to mine while doing my house chores; I wonder what rich kids like him do during their weekends.
• Like the usual weekend, I spend more time reading books, especially now that Max is gone, I have no one to play with. I'm almost halfway through my book and plan to finish it today as it's very compelling. I made sure I finished my school assignments last night to rest and do what I wanted after cleaning.