Peace and quiet. That's literally all I want. Yet I never can seem to find it. I go to my room, and my three sisters, who share the room, decide to play Barbies and blast music. I go to the garage, and my older brother is working out. I go to the car, and oops. Uh... sorry to intrude. So car's not an option, cause my sister is having a mental breakdown. Ok, so I hop out of there and decide to go to the backyard. Nope, my two younger brothers are playing baseball and...... they just hit the ball over the fence, again. Ok what about the office? Oh wait my mom is doing her college homework. And what about... never mind, it's also occupied. Um... oooo I got it! The bathroom, surely I can be left alone in there. Finally peace and

"Hey, are you almost done? I really really really have to go!!!" AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. No, I'm cool, I'm calm. Perfectly calm. "Like seriously, hurry up!" Fine, fine, fine. I'll leave. Gosh, younger brothers are SOOOOO annoying. Anywhere else? Wait, I got the perfect place! The closet. There is no way I will be bothered in the closet. Ahhh, this is nice. Finally, some me time. Why must this be my life every day? You see I'm number 6 out of 12 kids spanning from the ages of 20 to newborn. It gets pretty hectic. But every once in a while, I can sit back and relax. And then it's not so bad. I prom--

"Hey June? Where'd go?" That's it, I give up

I dragged my feet all the way to school the next morning. Behind me, my 3 younger siblings old enough for elementary school were skipping, and ahead of me, my 3 older siblings still in high school were all talking in low voices with each other. Teenagers were always secretive, and toddlers were always noisy. Me, though? I'm the only middle schooler in my family right now. I think I'm right in between the teens and babies when it comes to how I act. Not too moody, not too annoying. Just right.

I entered the school gates and all my sisters and brothers abandoned me to go to their separate buildings of the school for their year level. That was just how I liked it. Just as I thought I would be left alone for the first time since I hid in the closet for 5 minutes, my best friend ran at me from the side and jumped onto my back, shrieking with laughter. I pushed her off, spinning around frustratedly. She thought it was funny to ambush me in the mornings, even though it was the only time I got away from my family.

"Jenny! I told you, leave me alone in the mornings! We can hang out during classes and break." She giggled, poking my belly mockingly. "C'mon, June! Y'know I don't got any brothers or sisters, so you're my only friend! It's been a whole weekend since I've seen anyone." My anger was dimmed a bit. I knew Jenny was pretty lonely at home. Her parents were too busy with work all the time, so they had no time for her. And no siblings meant she was constantly alone with no one to talk to or play with.

So I sighed and let it go this time, taking her hand and holding it tightly. I thought of my 10 other siblings, wondering how life would be if they didn't exist. Sometimes, I did daydream about the amount of room I'd get on the couch during TV time, and how I'd like to decorate my own room. But now, I thought about what it would be like to be alone all the time. It's probably better that I had a lot of siblings than none at all. I'd turn out as sad and lonely like Jenny is when she goes home every day.