In the middle of the night, my parents and brother are woken up by Sarita screaming her poor little head off.

I wake up to my dad lighting the fire.

I had no clue, but my brother had run away to find some gold after being waken up, so at 6:30, the cops find him and bring him home.

He only got a moth, which he released. When we- Yes, “WE”- go to school, I make a point of ignoring him in the bus.

I also run ahead of him to get into the school building, embarassed by my horrible brother.

It is my parent’s day off of work. My dad soon decides to criticize me in front of Mom; Which, surprisingly, causes her to get angry. I don’t know why, they both hate me as it is…

they argue, seemingly oblivious to Sarita’s screaming.

Mom decided to attempt to bore my dad to death, still ignoring Sarita’s screaming, even though my sister moved over to them SPECIFICALLY to make sure they WOULDN’T ignore her! Geez, my parents are so heartless.

“Aren’t flies so interesting? I love staring at them for hours on end. I mean, how can you not like- Hey, honey? HONEY? Are you listening…?”

While I am asleep, Timothy and Mom turn the TV on and start working out.

they have no idea that I have woken up and was fishing in a very small pond on our property that I wasn’t allowed to fish in because I had run out of fish in my inventory. -_-;

I know that mom and dad have bought Sarita a new toy so that she won’t watch TV. Their plot worked. 

When Dad gets back from Jail, he joins in the workout, despite being exausted.

An hour later, I stop fishing and turn around to see that my parents have demolished the brick wall that was my room and sold my bench, and replaced it all with a room right by the house. They also bought me a new toy stove and teddy bear. Later, I discover that it wasn’t my parents completely. My brother had persuaded them to do this, and had also… err… “Borrowed” a lounger from a public pool. I look at the yard closer, and see my dad lighting the fire in the fire pit.

When dad leaves, I hastily roast a fish over the fire.

It’s not a perfect room, but it is SO much better, thanks to my wonderful brother.

Well… Perhaps it still isn’t a very good room… I still have a long way to go before I am considered worthy of a bed by my brother and parents… -_-;

I wake up the next day at exactly 8:00. I get in the schoolbus and have a surprise: MY BROTHER ISN’T SKIPPING SCHOOL FOR ONCE!!! Turns out, he only came to slack off and steal from the teachers.

While I wait by the door to get out of school, I see a familiar face go by in a police car.

My dad has been arrested again. -_-;

I go home to see that my brother has lit the fire for me, and is talking to himself by it. I sit down and roast another of my fish. 

Later on, My mother is taking care of Sarita, so I try to sneak in and sleep on dad’s bed. I get kicked out of the house and try to do my homework in peace, before lying down to go to sleep on my bench.

After fishing for a while, I realize that it is already nighttime. I go back to my little yard surrounded by a high brick wall and take a nap on my bench. By the time I wake up, I see my father walking towards the fire pit my parents gave me so that I could feed myself.

Dad lights the fire for me before roasting a marshmallow. I am very hungry, so I roast a fish that I caught earlier. When I am done roasting my fish and I begin to eat, My Dad retreats to the one-room house, and I take naps until schooltime. I go to school and work hard, but Timothy decides to skip school and go to the local pool to build up his athletic skill. One hour later, my parents go to work, but they leave the TV on the kid’s channel for Sarita, who happily watches until the Babysitter arrives.

In the middle of the day, my dad gets arrested and spends that evening in jail.

That night, I get home and do my homework. Timothy goes to the gym in the middle of the night, and gets brought home my the policewoman, who is disgusted by the smell coming from my brother.

I go nap on the bench until the next day.

That is why my family hates me; Because I am different from them.

There is me and my father. My father, Joseph, loves to patronize me and steal candy from my little sister, Sarita. I feel bad for sarita. She is going to grow up sad and abused, and she will most likely become a criminal as well as Timothy, my teenage brother. He already wants to become a criminal and follow in my dad and Annalise, my Mother’s, footsteps.

As soon as Timothy, my father, and my mother get inside the house, My father starts talking to himself, and Annalise yells at Timothy, accusing him of being insane. Sarita crawls in looking extremely bored.

While they go inside the house and get cereal to eat and Sarita screams her head off becuase she is bored, I go outside and look at my “bed,” Which is really just a bench. I sigh, and I go outside to fish; Which is really the one thing that I am good at.