Okay, I'm trying really hard not to turn into Cloud/Sasuke right now, but really it seems that I can't have one day of peace in my house.

I wake up around 10 every morning, right? Well that was all fine and dandy when school was going because that meant that everyone was out of the house and I was here alone, aside from the dogs and the cat. Oh and the fish, can't forget him.

Bu now that school's out for summer, my little sisters are home everyday. Which mean that I wake up to them screaming at each other, there's food everywhere, the house is a general disaster area, and the only thing they do is watch TV, fight, scream, then watch more TV.

I lost it this morning. I'd been trying to ignore them, but they were screaming so loud at each other that I couldn't ignore it anymore, so I went out to see what was up. Middle Child was holding the door close so Youngest Child could not get outside. So I made her open the door, then grabbed her wrists to ask her what the hell her problem was, and she just kept ignoring m questions and back talking me, so I smacked her across the mouth. I didn't even hit her that hard, just enough for it to sting and to get her attention.

See, my mom has this "no hitting" rule which I think is completely bull, seeing as I used to get smacked upside the head with packages of diapers when I back talked. But see, Middle Child has ADHD, so therefore we have to baby her and let her get away with everything. Well I refuse to do that. Middle Child shouldn't be given special treatment just because of it. I know plenty of kids with ADHD that are respectful, can behave well, and all because their parents didn't baby them or were too lazy to raise them properly.

Middle Child is going to get herself into massive trouble someday, I know it. But I can't do anything about it because I'm just the older sister and can't undo the years of bad parenting that she's had. My mom should hav stopped having kids after me plain and simple. I ove her to death, but she's not the greatest mom.

Anyways, back to the story... So MC (Middle Child is too much work to type out every time) calls mom and tells her that I hit her, and then mom wants to talk to me. I explain to her that I'm fed up, that I an't even have one day without them screaming unless I leave the house, and that I'm tired of it. Her suggestion? "If you want quiet, take a walk". WTF?! Why should I have to leave my house just to be able to relax? That's not how it works. Bullshit. But of course, I have "two little girls in the house whose hormones are out of control so it's going to happen". Again, bullshit. My mom's just making excuses. There's no reason why they should be allowed to scream at each other, talk to each other and to my mom and I the way they do, or be allowed to sit around the house all fucking summer not doing anything.

They're spoiled, pampered brats and I've had it. My mom treats me like a live in maid and babysitter, she takes so much money a week that I won't ever be able to save up and get the hell out of here. I'm losing my mind, but of course I'm an adult now so my mom doesn't give a fuck how I feel or what happens to me.

I want out of here SO BAD but I have no where to go. And I can't talk to my mom about the rent situation because if she'snot in a good mood, she'll freak out and kick me ou of the house. Pretty sad, because there was a time when she would have done anything to make sure that I was safe, mentally and physically, but now she doesn't care at all. At least that's what I feel like.