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“as if things don’t get shityer. I swear my mother and I just don’t get along. Today I wake up to the house nice and empty just the way I like it but as soon as she gets home she’s yelling and screaming for no reason. God I hope she looses her voice again it was pure bliss when she did the last time. My brother is right when he says she needs to go get some help and see a shrink. And to top it off when they left again it was my heaven. No one to be here and piss me off. The neighbors are burning something and what is the first thing my mother say when she comes home? She comes up to me and says what are you burning! Yelling as usual. I told her it was the next door neighbors because Its wafting threw my apartment and she’s says im full of s**t. And asks, what are you burning. I keep telling her that it’s the neighbors because they are cooking or burning something. And heres the kicker she then says what are you doing which craft of something? So to be a smart a** and she knows I am I say, yah im dong witchcraft. That made her shut up and walk away. I cant take it anymore It feels like I’ll snap any day now. There are really one two people that can keep me calm. One is my first best friend I will not say her real name but her nickname riddle. The other is my girl friend Tracy. If it hadn’t been for these two then who knows what crap I’d do out of anger for the she-devil that constantly makes my life a living hell. I sick of this crap and im sick of the bullshit she gives me every waking day and night. Everyone wonders while I always go online or tri to go somewhere else its because I cant take it at home anymore. No im not suicidal that’s for the weak-minded people who take the coward’s way out. Yah I’ll admit that I have looked at the kitchen knife a few times and held it in a caressing sort of way but I would never do it like I said it’s the coward’s way out. plus that was when I was 16 years old. I haven’t done it again because I know that from up in the sky my father would be frowning. So the only thing I can do is do what he told me to do on his death bed. No matter who it is fight back. Fight back if its my brothers or teachers or some random person anybody. Then he added even if its your mother. Fight back and don’t take s**t from no one. He knew what would happen and kept on reminding me to fight back even if it was my mom. So to this day I do just that. It doesn’t hurt anymore when I get whacked in the head or slapped in the face because I got used to it. I say this all the time and it will happen even my best friend riddle keeps reminding me. When school is over. I can get away from this place called my hell and finally be free. That day is getting closer. And when it comes I’ll gladly embrace it full hearty.”