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Its official life is bad. Real bad. Saterday is a bad enough day without the halp of family. Heres the sccop. Because i got online and wrote in my diary before this happened its not on the saterday page. Anyway. I called my sister who lives in the country. I said hi, she said hi the she told me about this party that my whole moms family was planing for my couzin who was going to iraq with the army. Sence when we were living together a long time ago and i was mean to her they just didnt invite me. Thanks to sprints unlimited weekend minites i learned about everything my aunts and uncles have been saying about me. Then my sister wanted me to come down anyway just to say, hey im here wether you like it or not! But my evil plan didnt work. : ( My grandparents who i live with wouldnt take me all the way down there wich was a 4 hour drive one way. But then i said you know what forget it, ill just get on the computer insted and if my couin dies in the army im hold ing you responsible! Anyway i went downstairs to get away from them and james my grandfather in law came down a couple minutes later to make sure that i hadnt gotten on the computer. Keep in mind i was on the phone with my sister the whole time. Anyway, her came down and pretended to get some more soda and while he was doing that i was elling my sister something to the effect of " ya he came down here just to make sure i wasnt geting on the computer." then she said something like " woa i cant belive that its like they dont trust you and there so mean." Then i replied with "ya i know, he has called me all kinds of names like slut, bitch, bloundie, bastrard and so many more." Before i could get through all the names he came at me and took my phone and he couldnt turn the cell phone off so he through it on the table and my sister herd everything he was saying, no yelling, to me. he said you damn bitch i will not have your smart-ass mouth in my house im gonna slap you upside you damn head. By that time my grandmother had came downstairs and told me to take my cell pphone, that was still on, and go upstairs to my room. I broke down to my sister and we came up with plan. We talked for about three hours you never know how much your sister does untill you need her the most. My sissy was awsome She calmed me down and told me to tell my dad. And the next time anything happend to call her. My sister is alot lke me. We are both very smart for our age. We talked about Moving in together and going to school together. I would baby-sit and she would work in a hair salon. We even came up with a desighn and layout for our house all on the phone. THank god for siblings. Wait, did i just sayt that?My sister helped me so much after i got off the phone with her i called my dad and told him everything i told him about me being on anti-depressants for the last 3 months, the names james had called me and everything. He was MAD when i got of the phone. He said "ya know what, let me get off there with you i need to think about how im going to approach this situation. I really hope everything works out. Ill keep you posted. |
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