Chapter 22
Punishment
I take back about not caring about punishment. My parents’ discipline included us cleaning the attic, basement, and garage. There were eight of us, so we all split up. Ryan, Elena, and I took the attic.
Bella and her boyfriend, Paul, took the garage. Frazier, Jordan, and Marissa took the basement.
We moved things around to make it look neater and organized, then swept the floor.
The three of us moved totes around until I came across a photo album and started looking at it. Ryan found my Barbies and played with them. I rolled my eyes—such a child. Then Elena came across a box.
She was going through it and found some articles and was reading them.
“Alex, what is this stuff?” She asked me.
I walked over to her and crouched, then picked them up. I started reading
