Family Reunions

Family is loud and painful.
they pull and hit you.
Aunts give too many smothering kisses,
and uncles wheeze in your ear.
Cousin’s are screeching at the top of their lungs,
chasing you with a toy battle ax.
Your grandpa is screaming,” What?” because he can’t hear anything.
“Catch!” calls you’re brother after it’s too late.
“Shut up!” calls your sister as she yammers on her cell phone.
A baby starts wailing in the other room.

By the time you get to the sanctuary of your room
you are covered from head to toe in bruises,
lipstick marks the shape of lips all over your face,
and your ears are ready to burst from all the noise.
A door slams downstairs and the sound of many people walking wafts upstairs.
You slump down to see the cause of the commotion.
Tons of people are every where you look.
You look at your mother questionably.
“It’s time for your father’s family reunion!”
You groan and run back upstairs into you room,
locking the door behind you.
Immediately many fists beat on your door
pleading with you to come out.
However, you don’t hear them.
You’re too busy trying to escape out your window
with the few sheets you have.