Author Alyssa Boatang
I saw her sweeping the floor.
She’s 11 and not the most motivated kid in doing housework on her own.
I heard something that I swore for sure was a candy wrapper.
I crept silently around the corner of the kitchen. I poked my camera first so she wouldn’t hear my footsteps and my eyes were absolutely frozen on the screen.
I looked up, I thought my phone was broken. My brain could not comprehend. the noise was the broom passing over the wood floor!