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I just got woken up at four in the morning by first a phone call.
My sister kept calling and I just thought she was being annoying.
I finally answer and she's crying and telling me to open the door.
I hear a man's voice outside the door and I'm thinking it's someone wanting to break in or he has a gun to her head or something cause apparently I'm a pessimist....
So it turns out to be a cop.
Who said she was drunk, jumped a curb, and hit a fence.
He was going to take her to jail but decided to bring her here instead.
After he left she said she didn't do anything and kept repeating the same shit over and over.
At first I believed her, but someone kept calling her and my sis said it was Christina, her non-existant roommate that my parents think she lives with.
And that's when I closed the door of my room and turned on Harry Potter.
Then she wants to come into my room after my mom goes to sleep and sneak out my window.
Well there's no way of doing that without being loud, dumbass.
So she just left out of the porch door.
And then she wants to call me and tell my mom that she left to get food tomorrow morning.
Yeah fucking right.
I'm not covering her ass like I used to.
I fucking hate being in Houston because I have to deal with shit like this.
This stuff that I never tell people when I say I hate living in Houston.
It's always about her and she gets away with so much and gets so much from my parents and for what? Being stupid?
I gotta try and go back to sleep.