Every Sunday starts the same way, getting up at around 6pm. Go to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. Make yourself look presentable and not tired beyond recognition. Put on the clothes you bring from your home and wait for your Dads girlfriend or her son to tell you to come down for breakfast. You mostly spend your time watching cartoon shows or Youtubers on your phone because you feel at ease and not alone. Whoever calls you down for breakfast and you eat the cereal, the pancakes, or the pop tarts. No matter what, you just feel numb that you're in the house of strangers going to your dads church because of obligation. You don't want to engage in conversation today. You're not feeling the daily consedance from your guardians right now, them making their usual remarks about each other for not being dressed or being late for breakfast. You just can't stand it Every Sunday, and this one is no different. You get into your Dad's girlfriend's car and sit in silence the whole way through, looking at trees passing through with millions of shadows dancing your skin.

You arrived at the church where your Dads friends hung around to praise the lord and savior of something that happened a long time ago. All you were thinking is why there's no children's church for the fifth time in a row. You want snacks. You sit there while they sing their songs and teach their scriptures you never understood, and almost pass out. After reception, you wait in the lobby for someone to pick you up and drop by your mom's house, finally. Which takes up to hours of waiting for conversations to be done and feeling like a lint on clothes that's just waiting to get brushed off as your Dad's daughter. As you wait to leave the building, you realize that something felt off today, although feeling it occurred at some point. That felt that it was meant to be but never brought up the thought until now. Your dad never beat you with a belt in the mens bathroom while everyone focused on the entity of something nonexistent. You don't understand why but it hardly matters, his girlfriend and the lord are his commands. It just makes sense.