Punching isn't nice~ Violence only leads to a battle and a battle leads to a war~ Next thing ya know, you're the one hurt in the end, been there done that~ Yup, I've been fighting in a war for years now.
Ya see, there's this girl, my family and I met her several years back. She visited our little home once, that was one too many times. One visit turned into a hundred visits, and they got longer and longer... At this point in time, she lives with us, or lives with my dad I should say. I stay with my mom most of the time now. This girl is the meanest, most selfish person I've met in my whole life. My dad knows she is a brat, but he always takes her side for reasons unknown. He feels bad for her because her mom doesn't like her and her dad lives out in Nevada. Despite my seemingly peaceful nature, I'd almost literaly kill to spend a night alone with my dad like the old days. Before that pesky know it all showed up. She yells and screams and bosses my siblings and I around. She's only sixteen and she smokes for crying out loud!