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David & Matthew
My little brother has a best friend. His best friend is David. Like all small stupid little boys, they bother and pester the older siblings. Well, I happen to be Matthew's older sister. This immature pair bother me to know end. From their stupid conversations I overhear to the pillow throwing, targetting me. I just want to wring their necks.On August 6-7, David slept over at my house. At supper, he kept staring at me, and whispering to Matthew how "stupid" and "ugly" I was. Well, to my belief, all humans are ugly, but you, David, are quite an ugly little boy. But all little boys are ugly, aren't they? And I believe I, myself am quite ugly, otherwise I would be harrassed by the annoyance of high school guys. So I am glad I am ugly. Its a gift. And I don't even have to try.
They made a racket at night, when everyone was trying to sleep. My dad slept outside in a tent, and a 12am, they ran outside and chattered, bothering my dad. They ran into the basement, peered through the door of my room and threw things at me. Of course, I'm glad I don't sleep naked, actually, I make sure I wear some pants or something when guests sleep over, because of my fear of rape. So I went back to sleep, locked my door, and thought of ways to strangle the two with their endless noise and video game playing. I was 'bout ready to rip the cords out of the wall.
Another time, last year, me and my own best friend LaRae, we were hanging out in our room. And those two ignorant children kept coming in as if they were curious to what we looked like or what we were doing. We tell them to go away. Unfortunately, then, the stupid brat takes off his shoes and socks, releasing the most horrible stench of feet anyone could ever smell, and as we didn't notice, he came closer to us, then rubbed his feet on our faces, because we were lying on the bed at the time. We ran down stairs out in the yard where fresh air was availible.
And there was another time when David thought he had himself the privledge to pick up and bother my two mice, April and Lily. I walk down stairs and find his hands in the cage, poking and prodding at my two sleeping babies, and I yelled at him, shouting non-vulgar yet meaningful words at him, and chased him out of the room. Who did he think he was trying to pick up my children!?! I didn't trust him before, and I won't ever trust him now. No matter what.
I dislike those two children. As stupid and immature as they are.
Date: August 8, 2005, 1:15am