Ugh. I'm grounded for the next weekend. All because of my sibling. I just. . .
My mom walked into the living room. I was typing a paper on the computer and my sibling was next to me doing absolutely nothing. She tells us to feed our cats. I didn't say no.
I simply asked my sibling to do it instead because I was busy. And that started an argument.
I could say I feel fine, but. . . I don't. It's not even the grounding that's made me upset. It's that I just now realized. . .
I'm technically being verbally abused by my sibling.
They call me fat.
They call me a looser.
They call me lazy even if I'm physically fit.
They tell their friends that I do nothing but sit on my phone all day.
I asked my mom if I was a bad big sister.
Well it happened again. They said very hurtful things and kept poking and prodding until I couldn't even think to type the last 3 words of my project. So I stormed up to my room.
And now my face is covered in tears, not because I was grounded, but because I need a shoulder right now. So badly. But I don't have one.
I went to my mom, thinking I could go to her to help me, but she just got mad before I could even say what I wanted to say.
It happens so much. I just want to. . . To scream, to cry, to go to my friends. But I know they won't understand.
They'll say the mean looks, the denial, they'll say I'm in the wrong. I try so hard. But I'm just a failure.
I should go. I'll try to get on when I can.
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Non-FictionHighest Ranking #4 in ihateeverything .... Because I figured a book like this would be helpful..... Began: June 12, 2017 Ended: NEVERland