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Parents Declutter Me Right Out of Existence Chapter 9
The neighbors soon began filing complaints, and community workers came to our house to urge my parents to clean up."Mr. Fowler, your home is a serious fire hazard," one of them said. "And the smell is becoming unbearable…"However, my once-obsessively clean parents now seemed like they had lost their minds.Mom stood at the doorway with a broom raised in her hands. Her hair was a tangled mess, and her clothes were stained with dirt."Get out! All of you, get out!" she screamed hysterically.Her eyes held a fierce, desperate madness that made her look like a stranger."Don't touch my things! This is my home! No one is ever throwing anything away again!"Dad stood behind her, shielding a mountain of battered cardboard boxes with his body. "No one is making this house empty again!" he roared. "If it's empty, Eddie won't have anywhere to hide…"I drifted above the mountain of rubbish, looking down at them. My heart ached with guilt and sorrow.This was my fault. I didn't want t
Parents Declutter Me Right Out of Existence Chapter 8
My funeral was simple. I had no friends to mourn me, and both sets of grandparents had passed years ago. Only Ms. Stone came.I floated toward her, trying to wrap myself around her because her eyes were so swollen from crying. I wanted to make her feel better.She placed a brand-new box of 48 markers at the base of my headstone. My eyes lit up. I reached out eagerly, hoping to hug the box to my chest, but my hands passed straight through it. I couldn't touch it. It was the first time I'd ever thought being so light was a terrible thing.After the funeral, my parents went back to the house. It was emptier and cleaner than ever before. Every unnecessary object was gone. Nothing superfluous remained, and the silence was absolute. It was exactly the home they had always dreamed of.But soon, I noticed something was off with Mom. She stopped tidying up altogether. She simply sat on the floor, staring blankly at the corner."Did you hear that?" she suddenly asked.Dad sat acros
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It wasn't long before the police arrived."Is this the home of Eddie Fowler?"Shock and suspicion flickered in the older officer's eyes as he took in the bare, empty apartment. "This doesn't look like a home where a child belongs.""We practice minimalism," Dad said, adjusting his glasses, though his hand was trembling too much to steady them. "Officer, we simply got rid of unnecessary things—""Unnecessary things?" the officer cut him off, holding up the bloodstained note. "Did you decide your son was one of those unnecessary things too?"The words were like a whip, cracking right across Dad's face. I saw his usually straight back hunch over, like someone had pulled the strength right out of him."We only threw out his desk…" Mom sobbed. "He just wouldn't listen. He kept hiding those unnecessary things.""Get the surveillance footage!" the officer ordered.The footage came through quickly. The roadside camera showed the evening sky darkening. A small kid climbed onto a
Parents Declutter Me Right Out of Existence Chapter 6
Dad frowned, clearly finding the driver's remarks excessive and even grating. He checked his watch, intending to interrupt. But the driver went on, pointing at the desk with the broken leg. "A kid's childhood matters. When the people they trust most throw away something they treasure, the scar stays with them for life. It's a wound that never fully heals."I'm not trying to tell you how to raise your kids. I'm just saying—be careful what you throw out. You can always buy new things, but you can't buy back a kid's trust."He loaded the last of the cardboard and climbed into the truck. The engine roared to life, and the vehicle pulled away, leaving a trail of black smoke. Mom and Dad stood in the cold wind, staring at the broken desk.At that very moment, I floated just above them. The chill of the wind no longer reached me, and the ache in my knees had vanished completely.A strange sensation took hold of me, and I felt a lightness I had never known, as though I were drifting on
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It wasn't until the following evening that Mom and Dad finally realized I still hadn't come home. At last, they went downstairs.Mom walked ahead, frowning deeply. "Eddie's got too much going on in his head lately. He keeps filling it with useless stuff as he gets older, and now he's completely out of control."Dad adjusted his glasses and nodded. "He has drifted far from the minimalist values we've always stood for, and now he's rebelling against us. When we find him, we'll keep him isolated for three days with only water to clear his mind."As they walked down the stairs, they talked through their plan."If we have to, we'll buy him a new desk," Dad added with a sigh. "A foldable one. Something that can be stored away when not in use."When they arrived at the spot where the desk had been left the day before, they found it empty.Only the wind moved through scattered fallen leaves, swirling them across the ground."Where could he be?" Mom asked, glancing around. "Wasn't he c
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The truck driver busied himself with a pile of discarded cardboard nearby.Mom and Dad had already gone back upstairs. They were probably wiping away the footprints left from carrying out the desk with disinfectant. No one was watching me.I let go of the broken desk and tried to climb onto the truck. However, the cargo bed was too high. I couldn't reach it.Then I noticed the green metal collection bin by the roadside. A label read, "Used Clothing Donation."Beneath it was a small opening. It was too narrow for an adult to squeeze through, but I could. I was petite. I had spent my whole life learning to take up as little space as possible, and now that skill had found its purpose.I fished a crumpled supermarket receipt out of my pocket. I didn't have a pen, so I bit the tip of my finger and wrote a few crooked words in my own blood on the back.It stung, but I didn't mind."Mom and Dad, I'm sorry. If I throw myself away, you won't have to throw anything else out anymore."
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