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About an hour ago, I was brought back into the world of the living to become a saint. For the first ten minutes of my life, i had to crawl out of my grave, search for some fitting clothes, chased by a dog, and hiding in a trash can all while being butt naked.
In the next five minutes of my life, i found some clothes, donned them on, was discovered by a lady who was holding a knife and a gun, shot in the legs, threatened for the truth, took two bullets in the eye at point blank range making it a total of four bullets, and now I being treated by the woman who shot me in her home.
Her living room is quite organized and clean. Not a single trace of dust could be seen and was spacious. The only thing that bothered me was a giant bed that laid in the corner of the room with a T.V. in front. Why is there a bed in the living and in the corner no less? It matters not to me. I am being treated by her after all so i should've been happy. But she then some how was able to cut me with her fingers creating more wounds that before. Next was a full cup of beer being poured onto my wound.
Yup. This summed up my entire first hour of being back into the world of the living. I really disliked my first hour.
After i was finished being treated, i was once again interrogated by the woman but in a much nicer way. (Guns and knives are scary. Especially when a woman is having a bad day) I told her what happened to me so far but she wouldn't believe me. So all i could do is go along with her point of view of "pretending to be dead" to get away from my horrible life. In addition, she also told me what happened to my family.
It turned out that after my death, my family moved far away from this suburb and into another neighboring state far on the country side. in addition, my family didn't buried me naked, I was grave robbed. "Pfft, now that's just messed up" she laughed. In fact, she was one of the many people who went to my funeral even though I did not know her. But she said that she knew me since middle school but just never hung out that often.
"Now that you know everything, what will you do now?" she asks.
My puffs to one side as the corner of my mouth curved up.[Looks just like this.(:T) ] "Hmmmm..... I don't have a home..... I don't have a job either..... So all I can do is ask to stay here until i find myself a stable job. After all, i can't be jobless and homeless all at once." i explain to her.
"Can you cook?" she ask in a low voice.
Eh?
"I can cook. Is there a problem?" I ask
"can you clean?" she said it in an even lower voice? Why does this scare me so much?
"I can clean by hands and not use too much water. After all, i quite old fashion" i chuckle
"How long do you want to stay here?" now her voice is getting rough
"Uh.... Two months? Four tops? he he..." I'm really scared now.
Her face then brightens up with a wide smile. "Alright! Then you can stay as long as you do the house chores and find a job by the end of four months. But you better earn your keep. Or.."
"or?"
She quickly draws the gun in a flash that even i can't see and points it at my eye once more. "Or else I'll shoot some real bullets this time. When i don't see you earning your keep, I'll shoot you once as a warning. Twice as a threat to let you know that you are about to be kicked out. Three times and up as a signal that you are out. Understand?"
"Ha... ha ha ha alright! Deal!" i laughed loudly. I must really be insane. I'm making a deal with a woman holding a gun at my face at any given moment and time WHO CAN SHOOT AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT AND TIME AT WILL.
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"Good. Then this'll be your temporary home until you can get up on your two feet" She smiled brightly. "Oh, that bed over there in the corner, that will be your sleeping bed. I only got one room and it's mine. Aside from keeping clean and following the rules of contract I've set here on this paper, you can do whatever you want. So sign here!" she said proudly
But when I look at the rules she set on the paper, my face immediately pales
Rules
1. Keep clean
2. Follow the rules
3. I am always the leader
4. Leader will never have to make meals! Only servants!
5. Leader will never have to do laundry! Only servants!
6. Leader will never have to work hard at home
7. Work for your keep!
8. In a vote count, my vote count as ten and everyone else count as one
9. There is no such thing as a democracy in this house. Only a leader
10. Your life is mine to own once we are in an agreement. You are my servant!
11. Lastly, sign here X______________________________________________
From one to five i really can't disagree with her. But from six down, that is just tyranny!
I had a feeling that once i sign this, i might as well sell my soul to the devil. I really had second thoughts about this piece of paper.
"What? Not going to sign?" she looked at me menacingly
The corner of my mouth twitched. Immediately, i revise the paper
Rules
1. Keep clean
2. Follow the rules
3. I am always the leader
4. Leader will never have to make meals! Only servants!
5. Leader will never have to do laundry! Only servants!
6. Leader will never have to work hard at home nor clean! Only servants!
7. Work for your keep!
8. In a vote count, my vote count as ten and everyone else count as one
9. There is no such thing as a democracy in this house.
10. Your life is mine to own once we are in an agreement. You are my servant!
11. Lastly, sign here X______________________________________________
Then i immediately signed the paper with my name.
"this much will do won't it" i said with a bright smile.
At this moment, i could see her veins popping out. "You ungrateful...."
"Don't be mistaken. It isn't that i don't want to do the laundry or cooking to earn my keep but I'll have to at least modify it so that it won't be my life's career. After all, i bet you don't want me to wash your undergarments right? In addition, you also said that i can leave when i am able to find a stable job and support myself. Therefore, what i crossed out is reasonable." I said to her with a smile. I know i might die but... I might really die if she makes me her servant before i can become a saint!
"*sigh* fine. But you will have to make sure that you make some good food." she sigh in resign. She was simply too tired to deal with me today. So she went right to her room and ended the discussion there. I didn't even.... never mind.
I look all around and saw that the living room is clean. I moved over towards the bed and plopped myself on it and closed my eyes. "From here on out, this will be my temporary home. I hope that i can become a saint by the end of three years" i muttered.