7.34pm
My mum and Zack are arguing - again. It sounds like they are arguing about Woof. And money. I have turned my dance-pop music right up so I cannot hear them argue. The arguements usually start with money, move onto the house, then me or the dog, followed by nana phyliss and dad.
7.41pm
Mum has just walked out on Zack. Screaming " YOUR SO IMMATURE YOU RIDICULOUS LITTLE BASTARD."
4am
Mum has just spent half an hour trying to get the key to work in the front door, we both have suspicions that Zack had somehow altered the locks. Mum very drunk and wanted to sleep in my bed. Said okay. Problem is, she breathes like darth vadar after a glass of wine and I cant sleep with her at all. Have grabbed "poorly" quilt and am kipping on the sofa. In my own house! How ridiculous is that. I am first target for murders/rapists/burgerlars to hold ransom.
RATINGS BREAKDOWN
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