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MY GOD FORSAKEN CURSED WEEKEND



Okay.. Wednesday night/Thursday morning was a bad one BECAUSE I got absolutely NO sleep.. Well fifteen minutes of sleep 5:45a.m. - 6:00a.m.!! Retarded!!



Anyways, I get up and just get ready for school, thinking HEY it's really DUMB to be going to school with such a small amount of sleep, but I really cannot miss any school due to the fact I'm taking a few hard classes that are ruling my life for the time being. Moving on…the day goes on, William and I have a small tiff but things work out, I invite him to dinner after Art Club; which was fun by the way! We get home to my place and we head into my room, where I just FALL, literally, to my bed and nearly fall asleep. William starts to make up for the tiff earlier in the day by giving me a back rub. (THANK YOU WILLIAM!!) Totally relaxed... I start to drift off some so he curls up with me and I'm then DEAD asleep...totally OUT...which ISNT normal for me to do. Anyhow my dad comes home, I'm still asleep with William, and he walks past my bedroom door. My alarm clock goes off, he was gone by then, and I had to, somewhat, lay on William to shut it off. THIS is when my dad…AGAIN walks past my room door, and here is what he did; said for me to get off him, that's enough, don't want that s**t going on in MY HOUSE"…Pissed me off cause well I TOLD him several times that I was turning the alarm clock off. He think I'm going to end up pregnant and unsuccessful if I do something like…OMG laying on William to TURN SOMETHING OFF…-.-;; ********. Dinner gets done with and Will and I just hang out in the Office area, my dad starts his crap about how Samuel was going to be soooo successful and so on, basically making me feel like s**t cause HELLO, you have two other children, though we totally DISOWN HIS a**! He starts to drink a bit which doesn't help things. So, yeah, after William leaves around 8:00p.m., I get one to the computer to study for a few hours since I have a test MONDAY…9:30p.pm., rolls around and I'm finished for the night on studying so I start to play this online game, Runescape. SUDDENLY my dad is out of his room and RIGHT there, freaks me out, so I like jump, blocking his hand from…turning the computer off! He freaks out too, starts screaming s**t like, "Is this all you do? Sit on your a** all day and use the computer? Are you a ******** lump? Is this ALL you can do??" I tell him no, and that I haven't done s**t wrong, and he just starts up his s**t about how I never do anything, how I come home and just sit on the computer allllll day long, how I NEVER do anything with the family like watch TV. ********! I HATE watching TV, everything suck a**! How I NEVER do anything with him!! This totally sets me off because

FIRST OFF: I do things with him...like ******** CHORES.

Second: I don't want to have ANYTHING to do with the ******** head because he is such a jerk to me.

Third: I hate the man.

Forth: He does things and says things that piss me off.

Fifth: EVERY TIME he is around or coming home or talking to me, I'm always on edge, making sure everything is in place, or what out of place, and what have or haven't I done, so that he wouldn't start his bitchy and complaining.

Sixth: Don't know if I mentioned this but I HATE THE MAN…-.-

Seventh: He NEVER offers to do anything with me, taking me anyplace, or whatever.



So yeah ..He goes on and on and on about how I no NOTHING, I don't want anything to do with the family, or him, blah, blah, blah. OH…not to mention that told me to get out of the house and to leave.. "Hey…There's the ******** door!" Then he starts off on this s**t about, "I will call the cop and have them taking you out of MY home!!" (Again with the MY s**t) HAHHAHA Funny s**t because well he can call, they can come, BUT they can't take me out of here because I don't have a criminal record, I haven't assaulted him in any way shape or form. I haven't made any threats. I'm not a hell bent, little terrorizer that wants to kill or destroy s**t. They cannot take me from the house if NOTHING has been done...well they can if I say something about how he is verbally harassing and abusing me, and on the edge of physically hurting me due to alcohol and rage. Yeah I know the law thanks to Street Law! So yeah he says that s**t and I take the phone and hand it to him, telling and urging him to really do it. So yeah anyways, he goes on for nearly an hour I think…Yelling about me, how I do nothing, I have no success in life or goals, blah, blah, blah, how William is never allowed over again and if seen he will call the cops on him. BULLSHIT biggrin ! He starts in at me again.. I scream, fall on SCREAM at him, to leave me the ******** alone! I did though refrain from saying I hate you to him because hey I'm literally a zombie, tired, pissed, emotional for the matter before hand and my ******** monthly, and I'm crying.



I call my sister about 10 and she kind of answers all frantic like because she was looking for a phone and HEY...no one calls there that late unless something is up. I ask her to come get me, she does. She gets there...and omg…He yells out the door "Hey Charli…I love you...Remember that!"



******** YOU, YOU d**k HEAD, MOTHER ******** ARROGANT SON OF A b***h, a** HOLE!



I'm sorry about THAT doesn't smooth s**t over with Charli-o here.. No way... I tell him to ******** off and we leave...



Friday evening I leave and go to William's where I am thankfully let stay the night. (Myle is on my HERO list!!) Saturday we sleep all day…then...I had to go home…got home at 2 in the morning knowing EVERYONE was a sleep because I really do not want to see his face or even talk to him. Sunday morning I wake up and ask mummy dearest to let me go over to William so I can help him with some stuff PLUS so I just don't have to be around the sperm donor I have to call "dad". She lets me and William picks me up.

So basically, I spent the weekend at my sister's and at William's, thank god. I'm so ******** sick and tired of being treated like s**t. Being ******** yelled and screamed at for no ******** reason at all. Being made feel like I can't even make a move, without being yelled at. I'm 16, trapped at home with a monster named Barry. There is JACK s**t I can really do. Well I can…emancipation is a lovely little option, but I can't because I know mummy will NOT allow it.



I am DONE with his s**t. -.-;; Next time...I'm just leaving for good I think.