Post by Desperate on Mar 31, 2008 20:24:48 GMT
Her name is Viveree and I hate her.
Viveree:
She is fat.
She is black. (I'm not being racist...)
She is spoiled.
She has stolen my parents.
8 years ago, when I was 5, my mother went to Virginia. I don't remember why.
She came back with a woman. Viveree.
I was young, so I gladly accepted the stranger. She moved into our garage.
Soon after, she moved into an apartment. Then another. And another after that.
As I grew older, I noticed the effect she had on my parents. They had changed drastically.
My cousins noticed it too.
Sometimes I think my parents are the worst parents in the world. I know that's wrong, but I can't help thinking it.
My brothers and I used to be enemies. Flat out enemies.
But once we noticed how Viveree had changed our family, we 'banded together' to try to win our parents back.
My mother is like Viveree's puppet. She does anything and everything Viveree says. My father does too.
In my opinion, Viveree is just a big baby.
She is always at our house, and sleeps at our house all the time, even though she has her own apartment.
She washes her clothes at our house, even though she has her own apartment.
My family is very low on money. We're living off of food-stamps right now.
Why doesn't she do her own laundry at her apartment, instead of using up our money?
She eats at our house. She takes showers at our house. Why?
She is always trying to get us in trouble, and is always pointing out wrong things that we do.
And the next minute, she's buying me things, being as nice as she possible can.
I just ignore her. I don't talk to her unless she talks to me. I don't look at her.
I hate her.
If you have any advice, please post it. It will be much appreciated.
Viveree:
She is fat.
She is black. (I'm not being racist...)
She is spoiled.
She has stolen my parents.
8 years ago, when I was 5, my mother went to Virginia. I don't remember why.
She came back with a woman. Viveree.
I was young, so I gladly accepted the stranger. She moved into our garage.
Soon after, she moved into an apartment. Then another. And another after that.
As I grew older, I noticed the effect she had on my parents. They had changed drastically.
My cousins noticed it too.
Sometimes I think my parents are the worst parents in the world. I know that's wrong, but I can't help thinking it.
My brothers and I used to be enemies. Flat out enemies.
But once we noticed how Viveree had changed our family, we 'banded together' to try to win our parents back.
My mother is like Viveree's puppet. She does anything and everything Viveree says. My father does too.
In my opinion, Viveree is just a big baby.
She is always at our house, and sleeps at our house all the time, even though she has her own apartment.
She washes her clothes at our house, even though she has her own apartment.
My family is very low on money. We're living off of food-stamps right now.
Why doesn't she do her own laundry at her apartment, instead of using up our money?
She eats at our house. She takes showers at our house. Why?
She is always trying to get us in trouble, and is always pointing out wrong things that we do.
And the next minute, she's buying me things, being as nice as she possible can.
I just ignore her. I don't talk to her unless she talks to me. I don't look at her.
I hate her.
If you have any advice, please post it. It will be much appreciated.