She ruined my day. She can't go ONE fucking day without starting crap.

My sister I mean.

We were getting along decently, we both were trying. I had to try a little harder considering that I can't stand being around her and she LOVES being around me because she knows how much she can make me squirm.

We went to my Aunty's house and went to pick up Papa from his house and all was well until Mommy decided we should go back home.

Somewhere along the way, they got on the subject about how bad we are with eachother and my mom told us it wasn't too late to fix it. I scoffed of course and my sister tried to put me on a guilt trip about how she already did her part and I straight up told her, "There isn't a point to me even trying with you anymore. Its like a friendship that was doomed from the start. Its like that friendship that died in the worst way possible and us trying to fix it. Its awkward, and there will always be problems.I can't stand to be around you and you know it."

I wasn't asking for her to get mad about that. I was just being honest. If she couldn't respect how I flet then it really wouldn't be able to happen. But of course hse opened her mouth and started threatening me that she'd pop me in my mouth, but she can't because 'she has feelings for me and she loves me.'

HA! Never stopped her before when we were little and she'd bash my head into doorknobs, spit in my face, punch me till my nose bled and locked me outside of the house when it was snowing.

I told her to just shut up and drop it but the threats kept coming so of course I lost my temper and told her to just go the fuck home because no one likes her, respects her or enjoys her company. I was wrong to say it but my parents have admitted to it before. They went wrong somewhere in raising her. Somewhere along the way she turned into a monster with a bad mouth, temper and a lack of common sense.

I shut up but her threats kept coming and I just pulled out my DS and tuned her out. When we pulled up into the drive way my mom muttered, "Yeah... What a Happy Thanksgiving this was, huh?"

Out of anger I added in, "Would'a been better if she wasn't here."

I feel bad for my mom. She had to endure 17 almost 18 straight years of our clashing personalities, my phone calls to her job about my sister beating me till i bled or her threats to do so. I just wish I could fix it but I can't and I won't. I can't stand my sister. I hate her. Don't even bother with the usual, "Hate is a strong word," or "Thats your sister.." Because in my eye shes not my sister. There no way something so disgusting could be made by my mother and father. They're the most perfect parents, sure they have their flaws, but not bad enough to raise such a monstrosity such as the thing I'm expected to call my sister.

Shes not, she never was and thats how it is. She wants to ruin my life and then try to fix it a few months before I graduate and leave this shit hole of my life to start a better one off in college. Away from her. Away from her monster children (whom I love but can't stand), Away from my constantly nagging mother. Away from all the drama.

I can't wait to rub my worth in her face. She wants to act like shes higher than me? She wants to act like she deserves more respect than me?

I'll prove to her that shes lower than the dirt on my shoe. Shes nothing to me. And I'd like to keep it that way.