You ruined Christmas
Thanksgiving is a time of family getting together and caring about others, or in my case at least trying to. This year, sadly we carried on traditions and spent it with my aunt and her two kids. Times used to be good, but about two months ago everything changed, the happy memories were no longer our future. Today was the first time i had seen them since that fateful night and i wasn't something to look forward too. The gathering started off okay. Me in my room reading and my cousins and aunt socializing with everyone else in the livingroom. Soon my dad forced me to come out and the "dinner" began. It wasnt too bad, we didnt really talk enough to get into a full blown verbal meltdown and the food was pretty good. I like mashed potatos;) Later my aunt cornered me and we talked about the last time we were together. Well, i guess i shouldn't say we talked. She lectured while i nodded and tried to stay in that state of mind. pie was ready and we migrated back to the kitchen. when the pie was gone my brother had the nerve to start talking. My brother had the nerve to start talking about why my dad needs to buy him a car because my mom wont let him take his over here. Maybe you can guess where that lead us. My dads sister started defending him (she is a single mother, but on my fathers side) and apparently my mom has problems. I sat there on thanksgiving and listened to my family get mad at eachother, which sucks. Do people still want to know why i hate thanksgiving?