I Hate My Family Sometimes

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So, I'm laying in my room, right? And my older brother walks in. I look at him, and go,

"What do you want?"

He goes,

"Nothing." And leaves. Then I overhear my parents while I'm walking upstairs. I hear my name, so I crouch down. Ready for what I heard?

"Why isn't Bri like Kylie?"

"Because Patti, she's 13!"

"So, Kylie had a boyfriend when she was Bri's age."

"Well...that's because Kylie is a little more feminine than Bri!"

"Don't give her excuses Kirt! She's still...special"

I'm just sitting on the stairs, listening in when I hear Clay and Jordan's voices.

"Mom, dad. Can we tell you why?"

My parents go.

"Sure boys."

I hear them shout,

"ITS CUZ BRI IS GAY!!!!!!" I'm sitting on the steps, mortified. Because

1) I'm straight

2) the boys I know aren't even worth a second glance

3) I'm 13!!!

4) I've got time yet. Kylie is 21. See the age gap between me and my sister?

5) like I'm gonna let some player play with my heart

6) why do they even care?!

So, I go back downstairs and walk in my room. I'm legit, still in shock. It's not my fault that I hang around guys more than I do girls. Guys are honest and aren't as confusing. Girls...we're way different.

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