11:30pm: I get up to go to the bathroom. On my way to the bathroom, I smell something weird. It smells like... lighter fluid? I go downstairs to check out what smells. I turn the corner to find my dad (drunk) in the kitchen, sweeping the floor. As I step into the kitchen, it looks like hes sweeping ants. Upon further inspection, the ants arnt moving, and seem to be dead. whatcha doin dad?, I asked. ahh well, just cleanin up. he said, Someone left some trash on the floor and the ants got to it. But I got em all. Got em with what? I asked. Oh I burned em. Yup, cooked em all. Oh so, thats what smells? Yup. why? could ya smell it? yeah... im gonna go back to bed now ok. oh, it looks like i missed a couple he then proceeded to get down on his knees, take out his lighter, and burn more ants... As I walk back to my room I hear him talking to the ants, Bye bye little ant. Oh! Where do ya think your going?
Posted on: Sat, 12 Jul 2014 03:44:48 +0000
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