I have never fully understood the meaning of bloody murder until now. Okay i am exaggerating a little but stil it was terrifying. so my step brother (the okay/chill one) was messing around. And something happened and he hurt his fingure to the piont where he was bawling. so I made him laugh and feel better than, the stupid other step brother ( the loud obnoxious spoiled thinks he knows everything one) came in, and appearently he was the one that hurt his fingure, i am not sure. So then the nice step bro started crying with rage. Then the step mom Becca and my dad came in. My dad grabbed Braden's harm, and hurt is hand even more. So he started screaming. But the whole point of me telling you this is because after she sent him to his room, for no reason, she came down and said, " this is why I hate sleepovers(which Braden had the other night)" It is ridiculous and mean that she doesn't care her child got hurt. She listens to everyone ( epically the youngest girl, Kenadee) more than Braden, Me, and my brother. She wouldn't notice if we all ran away, I swear. IT makes me sick to my stomach. I just am done with this house, this hell-hole. SOME ONE RESCUE ME!!!!!!!!!!!
Love, Your Blogger,
Audrey
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