My Chaotic Family
“Anthony, put your socks in the laundry basket”, screamed my mother. We do
everything at once. We always have somewhere to go. Everything is out of order; this is
why my family is chaotic. I have to keep everything organized. I should keep all my
work in order.
We do everything at once. I do the dishes my mom mops the floor and my brother
vacuums the carpet. Clean your room. My brother cleans the bathroom, my mom cleans
the kitchen.
Nothing is in order. My clothes are on the ground, toys on the floor, and shoes every
where. When I was 9 years old I had a baseball game, but I was late to my game because
my mom was cleaning my pants, by the time she was finished we rushed to the game, and
the game had already started that made me very upset.
Finally even though my family is chaotic I love them very much and I would not
change them for anything in the world. My mother and brother are always there for me.
My big brother helps me when I am in trouble he has got my back. My mom loves me
no matter what.
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