Today my sister left. My dad forced her to go live with her step mom and father until graduation, because she hasn't been to school here since the beginning of February and lately she's been missing curfew and coming home all tipsy (slurring her words, knocking things over, bloodshot eyes). I don't blame them; they had to do something to get her away from this chaotic mess. She's been doing drugs, drinking, and hanging out with not so nice people, if you know what I mean.
I'm not surprised, I'm not sad, I'm not angry. I'm not . . . anything. Is there something wrong with me?
Before she left, Erin hugged me twice. That shocked me. I guess I forgot that no matter how much my older sister may hate me, she kinda loves me too.
I feel like I'm being extremely dramatic.
I'm not surprised, I'm not sad, I'm not angry. I'm not . . . anything. Is there something wrong with me?
Before she left, Erin hugged me twice. That shocked me. I guess I forgot that no matter how much my older sister may hate me, she kinda loves me too.
I feel like I'm being extremely dramatic.

