My parents left me home alone with my grandmother and siblings, so they can attend a funeral for my aunt, who died Sunday. They expect us to be peaceful.
BIG MISTAKE.
My little brother is such a jackass. He can't go upstairs by himself, because he's scared of the dark and the "noises the house makes'. So I have to drop everything I'm doing and go up with him so he can take a shower. Then when he deems the downstairs shower alright, he flips a b***h because there is hair in it. It's not my ******** fault that my hair is coming out in handfuls. He then proceeds to make me get in the shower and pick it all out, fully clothed, and conveniently forgets to turn off the water. So I get soaked- then, while me and my grandmother are having a screaming match about him being a brat- she doesn't see why I'm upset about all this!- he decides OH, I'LL JUST GO UPSTAIRS AND SHOWER. So not only did I get drenched for a reason, now I'm in trouble because my grandmother is acting like a two year old.
None of us get along. And no one understands why I'm usually hiding out in my bedroom. God knows I need a lock on my door desperately right now. I'm sick to death of them, and it's only been what, twenty four hours? I could scream.
Someone, kill me now.
