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My brother did that.
Trashed my desk.
I cleaned it last night. He watched me.
I was planning to do my holiday homework today.
Guess not.
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He scratched my arm too.
It's not really bleeding, just stings a lot.
All because I was using my mum's Mac.
She has Netflix, he wanted to watch something on it, but I was using it to finish an art presentation on PowerPoint. It's easier using a laptop, since it has more features.
I'm sick and tired of him.
Just this morning I was convincing my dad over text to not take him to live with him. Why? Because I don't want my brother to live in that cockroach nest my dad calls his home.
We stayed there for one night when I was on vacation.
It was horror.
Now I'm thinking it wouldn't be so bad if he goes.
But I can't say that to my dad, can I? Because my mum would kill me.
I'm not going to leave my room anymore. Except for going to the bathroom, and outside.
Let my brother enjoy himself without his stupid sister ruining his life.
I can stay in here, and during breakfast/lunch/dinner I'll wait until he's done.
I won't talk to him.
It's clear he hates me.
I don't hate him.
But I wish I did.
It'll be easier to avoid him then.
He'll keep on trashing my room and making my life miserable.
I hate my life.
I can't wait until school starts, I won't have to see him for six hours everyday.
