Posted by Anonymous on 2013/04/13 under Uncategorized My sister got out of this house when she was 17 from all the yelling, screaming, and name calling. To get the gist of it, here’s what goes on. I wake up every morning and wake my brother up, fix him breakfast, and get him on the bus. I get ready for school and leave. She yells from her bedroom telling me not to be bad today. I’m not a bad child. I’m not even a child, I guess in someone’s eyes I am. I get home from school, after being called an ugly whore all day, and I wait outside for about 10 minutes for it o begin. I don’t put up with the name calling. I did when I was younger. But I got in fights and ended it. Then people started to call me manly when I beat the guy who mad jokes about me. I’m very small. Long hair, average looking, I cover up; I don’t find it ok to vent or do provacitive things in public. I get in and he starts the yelling. Something about me being bad. Or why can’t I be better? My far family doesn’t love me. What’s wrong with me? Things like that. At first I thought it was me. Like I had actually done someone wrong. Then came the anger. I have so much hatred for her. My entire childhood she has ODed and lied to my father about me. SHe tells her friends I’m a whore. I’m not, I am a virgin and I don’t date around. During the years of starting my period, shed make fun of me for being flat chested. This is my mother. I won’t talk to anyone I know about this. I feel like she would find out. I’d be punished again. I’d have to find her things that don’t exist, clean her room, listen to her scream in my ear, and admit to things to my father I didn’t do. My dad is never home, by the way. It’s not his fault. I love my dad. He is constantly working to support my mother’s hospital bills. My mom doesn’t work. Not does she go to the doctor anymore. My family says she is messed up in the head. Everyone who has me her realizes it. I want to run away. I need I leave.