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Strangers Under the Same Roof
Have you ever felt like a stranger in your own home? That's how I feel sometimes living with my parents and little sister. We're a family, but it's almost like we're strangers just happening to live under the same roof.
My dad works long hours at his job in an office downtown. He leaves before I wake up in the morning and often doesn't get home until after I've gone to bed. On the weekends, he's usually glued to the TV watching sports or puttering around the house doing chores. We barely talk beyond basic things like "Good morning" or "Have a good day at school."
My mom is nice enough, but she's always nagging me about cleaning my room, doing my
homework, practicing my violin lessons, and eating my vegetables. I get that she cares about me, but it feels like she's constantly on my case about something. We never just hang out and do fun stuff together anymore like we used to when I was little.
Then there's my baby sister Sarah who is only 5 years old. She's just a silly little kid who spends most of her time crying, whining, making messes, and being a huge pain. We have absolutely nothing in common and want nothing to do with each other. I try to avoid her as much as possible.
With my dad's absence, my mom's nagging, and my annoying little sister, my home life can feel really lonely sometimes. It's like we're just roommates living together out of necessity rather than an actual family. We've become strangers under the same roof.
I have a hard time connecting with my family, but I have an easier time bonding with my friends at school. My best friend Jacob and I have been inseparable since we were little kids. We live just a few houses apart and our families are close friends, so we've basically grown up together. We like all the same things – riding bikes, playing video games, reading
comics, watching movies. I can talk to Jacob about anything without fear of being judged or nagged at.
同在一个屋檐下作文 At school, there's also my friend group of Jessica, Emily, and Michael who I've known for years. We may not be as close as Jacob and I are, but we all get along great and enjoy hanging out at recess playing four square or just gossiping and joking around. For a few hours each day, I feel completely at home and comfortable just being myself around them.
With my friends, I never feel like a stranger the way I often do in my own house with my family members. They accept me for who I am without trying to change me. We may drive each other a little crazy sometimes, but we're still a tight crew who supports one another no matter what. In a lot of ways, my friends feel more like a real family to me than my actual relatives do.
I know that probably sounds sad, but it's just the reality of my situation. Don't get me wrong, I know my parents and sister love me deep down. But there's such a disconnect and lack of closeness most of the time that it makes me feel isolated, even when we're all s
tuck living together under the same roof.
Maybe things will get better as I get older and we can all reconnect as a family. For now though, we're just strangers occupying the same space and living our own separate lives. It has me longing for the days when we were actually close and did fun things together without any awkwardness or tension.
I'm holding out hope that we can become a real family again where we all feel comfortable being ourselves and sharing our lives with one another. No more feeling like strangers under the same roof. A kid can dream, can't he?
篇2
Strangers Under One Roof
My house always felt like a busy, chaotic place. With six kids, it was never quiet or calm. There was always someone running around, yelling, or fighting over the TV remote. But I never imagined that we were just the start of the chaos that would soon fill our home.
It all began when Mom and Dad said we would be having some "guests" stay with us for a little while. At first, I thought it would just be my aunt, uncle and cousin coming over like they sometimes did. But when they arrived, they had several other people with them that I had never seen before.
"Kids, meet the Gonzalez family," Dad announced. "They're going to be staying with us for a few months while they get back on their feet after their house caught fire."
A few months? With complete strangers? I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Our house was already bursting at the seams with our own family of eight. Where were we possibly going to fit four more people?
The Gonzalez family consisted of a mom, dad, teenage daughter and young son. They looked just as shocked and uncomfortable as the rest of us. The mom's eyes were red like she had been crying a lot. I couldn't imagine how devastating it must feel to lose everything in a fire.
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