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It’s My Birthday And It’s Already Miserable!!!

I’m 17 today.  I don’t know what I’m allowed to do so I came down to ask about that and to eat breakfast.  Every time she turned on the sink I couldn’t hear myself so I stopped talking, and I told her this.  A few dishes later she got pissed at me for supposedly stomping my feet.  I told her I was simply just standing here, waiting.  She insisted I was and began screaming at me to go to my room.  She said I was miserable to be around and now I’m stuck in my room crying…

She came in after I finished that first paragraph and insisted on talking to me about it again.  Now we’re going to the movies…

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