TWO DAYS BEFORE THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE.

"Sammy would you just leave me alone for once...god" Sometimes I wonder why the gods cursed me with such a...spontaneous...little brother, if you would say that.

"Mom, sissy's being mean to me again!"

"No I'm not that little brat just will not give me any respect and privacy can't he just not be aloud on this floor of this house at all, please mom I would love you forever!"

"Sam, give your sister some space, and Anne, give your brother a break, please, for my sake."

I think sometimes my mom wonders why she ever even had kids in the first place. Sometimes, I wonder the same thing...