"Mom! I don't care! Just shut the fuck up already! Ugh!"
My voice echoes through the house. I slam my bedroom door. This has become a daily occurrence. My mother has always tried talking to me, but I have always been quite the brat. I never listen. This time, however, she never knocks on my door. She never speaks. She just looks at the door, eyes trailing up and down as she thinks of the perfect punishment. I never knew how to act my age, after all. Always throwing tantrums like a "little baby" as mother called it. The energy in the house darkens. Even I sense something is wrong.
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