Sep 17, 2005 04:16
I'm really tired of my brother pickin on me. I don't know why he won't just let me have a single day this September that's under 90 degrees in Texas. Under 90! It's not like I'm askin for a snowstorm or anything! I think he's still mad about that blizzard I brought there on Christmas day last year. But I mean jeez, it was Christmas!
He's always been mean to me, ever since he figured out that Mother liked him best (she was always a sucker for warmth.) He used to thaw out my toes at night while I slept, & I would pee an icicle in my pajamas. When I tried to tell mom about it, she'd notice the long stream of pee & think it was my diddle, & yell that I was a gross little boy & I was going to Hell. "Fine Mom" I used to scream "at least there someone will appreciate me!"
Tonight before he went to bed he laughed about how it might hit 100 here in Texas this weekend, & how he's gonna make this coming October the hottest on record. He even threatened to take it all the way to Christmas! Christmas! Doesn't he know all the little girls & boys will be sad if they don't get snow? He only cares about himself. & what's keeping me up now is the fact that I don't dare do anything, for fear of how he might retaliate. I don't know how much longer I can put up with this, before I SNAP.