When my sister comes home from college on breaks it's just hell. She picks fights just for fun and she can't ever leave me alone. She steals my stuff, messes up the house with all her shit, and wears everyone else's clothes. My brother just yelled at her for wearing his brand new hoodie that he got for christmas and hasn't even worn yet. She came in my room last night and dumped a full glass of water on my floor cuz I was talking to someone on the phone. She's jelious that I talk to guys. I was falling asleep and she still wouldn't go. I finally yelled, "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM YOU BITCH!" All she said was, "I'm not the bitch here, you are." What the hell? I'm a bitch for going to work for 5 hrs. (not much, but when you're working with a bunch of sick toddlers...) then I come home and clean the whole upstairs including the bathroom that was mostly her mess, and clean my room spotless... yep... I'm a bitch. She's 20. I wish she'd just stay up in her little appartment with her schitzo roomate. (Yes, her room mate really is schitzophrenic. sp?) I wish she'd just grow the fuck up already. I'm really tired of her shit. I'm the younger sister, so why do I feel like I have to be her fricken mother? Even my mom has said before that if she had only had my sister she wouldn't be around anymore. She never knew that children could be any different than my sister and that we were her sanity's saving grace. That's harsh, but if you knew my sister, u'd agree. I'd go on, but this is already longer than I had thought it was going to be. Thanks for reading it all.
