Adam Grant – Student Who Lives With His Aunt and Uncle

What happened? I was running late to school when I saw a kid cross the road and some car came out of nowhere. It was all cliché. The dumbass I was, I tried to play the hero and push the kid out of the way. My mind went blank after that. A loud crash. Darkness. When I woke up, I wasn’t in a hospital bed but in my own bed. I woke up with the same groggy feeling. Was it all a dream? Out of habit, I pulled out my phone. It must have been a dream. It was the exact same day as the day in the dream where I saved that kid.

In the dream, I turned off the alarm and woke up late. I wouldn’t make the same mistake. I got up and showered and brushed my teeth. I walked downstairs, my Aunt Saige was making breakfast, and my Uncle Tony Grant was at the table with my cousin, Iris. I am an orphan, at least I think I am… that or abandoned. I’ve been living here with my missing Father’s brother and his wife, Aunt Saige and their daughter Iris who was the same age as me and goes to the same school I do. I got to the table and made my morning greetings and poured myself a glass of orange juice and spread jam on my bread.

“Adam, I thought I told you to take out the garbage yesterday,” Aunt Saige said.

“Oh my bad, I’ll do it after breakfast,” I said chewing on my toast.

Aunt Saige and I had always had a bit of cold relationship. She always resented me for being a burden on her family, so she is always on me about doing chores and helping around the house. Aunt Saige had long brown hair with a bit of long nose and a wide mouth and resting bitch face. I won’t deny that I do find her very attractive.

“Adam, we talked about this. The garbage is full now. Take it out please,” Aunt Saige said, her hands on her hips.

“Okay later,” I said with a mouth full of food.

“Well, I’d better be going. Behave in school Adam. Iris, take care sweetie,” Uncle Tony said as he left for work. Iris was on her phone the entire time while this was going on and didn’t say anything to her father as he left. After a few minutes, Iris threw her plates in the dishwasher and left for the door, still staring at her phone. I finished my breakfast as well and started for the exit.

“Adam!” Aunt Saige said.

“Yes?” I said, now gearing up my backpack.

“You said you would take out the garbage!” Aunt Saige cried out.

“Oh, shoot. Yea, I’m running late for school I’ll do it after,” I said as I left.

I turned for the door, trying to escape there before I could hear more nagging but something tugged on my collar.

“Listen, mister, since you aren’t going to do what I asked, you are going to have to be punished,” Aunt Saige snarled.

I gulped. Knowing Aunt Saige, it would mean cutting off my internet access or taking away my phone.