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get out of my life.
Yup. My brother Is a brat. A complete brat. His mind is completely filled with junk because all he does is sit on his little butt playing computer games all day. Today, I stayed home from school to clean the house. I did all the laundry, folded all the clothes, including -his-. I put his clothes in a nice pile and set them on his bed. He gets home from school, and I say, aj, I did your laundry. It's folded on your bed. He walks past me into his room, and comes out saying 'um, if you think that folding my clothes and putting them on my bed is putting them away, you should think twice' he rolls his eyes, puts his hands on his hips, and walks off like a little girl. Hm, you're cute. Then, my dad told him and my sister to clean up their mess. I walk in to the living room and what do I see? He's sitting on the computer. I told him that he needed to clean up his mess, because that is what dad said they needed to do. What does he say? 'Why don't I see you cleaning up?' So i simply told him that I spent my entire day cleaning up the house, and after him, so i had no more cleaning that I had to do. He pushes me and storms off to his room, again, like a little girl. Then, he comes out again, screaming, and screams that I'm mental and need therapy. Hm, this is coming from a ten year old boy telling -me- that I need help, when he's the insane one. Get out of my life, brat. You need serious discipline.
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m y . p h o t o b u c k e t . a c c o u n t
m y . p h o t o b u c k e t . a c c o u n t