Maddison's P.O.V.

It had taken me a good numbers of years to accept the idea of summer being the part of the year. unlike any other teen, I simply thought summer was a huge mistake.

I hated summer, I was a May-born girl. all it took to change that was one suggestion I offered to my mum to simply help her out with work.

All it took to change my idea of summer was a job.

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The sun rays striking through the blinds of my room had lightened up my room just as my eyes fluttered open.It was 8 AM , I climbed out of bed and hopped into the shower.

My mom's shift at the mental house starts at 9 AM , I wanted to have breakfast with her. it's the first week of summer and to me, it means nothing but my mom doubling her work hours. I felt useless and guilty, she worked for so long and only came home with a small amount of money.

Although I haven't spoken to my dad in years, he still sends in money, a lot. the money he sends in covers my school tuition, house rent, and food.

We're not running low on money but my mom refuses to stop working. she believes it's her fault dad left us.

I shoved my thoughts aside, quickly dressed into black jeans, a black and white horizontally striped short sleeve shirt and white converse. Following the delicious smell of my mom's breakfast, I ended up in the kitchen.

"What's cooking good looking?" i joked while approaching my mom's side

"Well good morning to you too Maddison" she laughed before leaving a kiss on my forehead.

I wanted to talk to her about getting a job this summer, I knew she would refuse but I began anyway " so mom, i was thinking maybe i can get a jo-"

"Honey we don't have to talk about this every summer morning like we've been doing for the past two years . I don't want you working at a fast food restaurant"

"What if I go to work with you that way Mr. Smith would probably double your payment or something" I blurted right away.

My mom shook her head in disapproval "Money isn't a problem by us, you know that"

I huffed while crossing my arms over my chest " I really want to do something beneficial this summer mom, let me help out. you know what ? not even help out just tag along. Mr. Smith loves having me around to help with a few things you know that. if they offer payment we'll take it if not we won't ask for it, i don't want it. I just want to be by your side. I just want to get my mind off of school an-"

"If that's the case, ill call in now and make sure they're fine with you coming to work with me" my mum said surrendering to my over-talking.

I mentally patted myself on the back knowing I successfully bothered my mom enough till she didn't want to hear more.

my mum dialed the number and looked up at me "are you sure about this honey? i mean we're talking about an asylum here, Achilles' psychiatric hospital to be specific. you know the conditions there aren't the best"

"I'm sure" it didn't even need a second thought.

After a small talk with my mom about what i should and shouldn't do, we decided I'd start working tomorrow.

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author's note:
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