Wow this year has been bad. Well, my family fight alot, way too much if you ask me. When my sister and me were young, they would fight, but it would not get too bad. When I was 13, and my sister turned 16, things started getting bad. They had almost daily fights about what kind of car she would get. OK, It is just a car. I have no real desires for a car, my bicycles suit me fine. Since I think like this, when they would fight I would not know why a car would matter so much, as to fight over it. In the months when my sister was getting a car, I was depressed for quite a while. After she got a car, she would not keep it clean. This sparked even MORE fights and I would just sit in my room and feel depressed.
After my sister got her car, she started staying out of the house longer. This was all well and good until she just lost her nerve. She went on a little trip. She claimed she was going to Pensacola with her friend to visit the friend's family. A few days later I get a call on my cell from the Miami PD. I told them to call my dad, and dont talk to me. When she was supposted to be in pensacola, she was in Miami. My dad had to spend thousands of dollars to get her home. We are not wealthy, so this was very bad for us. This happened a few months ago, I am 14 and she is 17. It went all downhill from here.
After a while, she was able to go places. She just kept pushing her luck and started to get caught in her string of lies. Now, me, I spend my time with my hobbies and dont get into any trouble.
Fast foward to tonight. My mother called her boss to see when she is getting off from work. She got off at 6:30, and it was 9:30. She had not called, which she was supposted to do since her Miami incident. This caused my mom and dad to not get mad, I would think it was rage. They finally got in touch with her, and my sister would not tell them where she was. When she came back, it is like something clicked in my dad that he could not take it anymore. In a fit of rage he screamed at my sister for the keys to her car. Her car was bought by my father and is in his name, so he has every right to take it. My sister would not give them to him, and my mom got involved. All hell broke loose, and somebody got slammed onto the wall.
Then more hell broke loose, they saw a piercing in my sister's tongue. At her school, they kick people out for having one. My dad grabbed a pipe and threated to smash the car and kill her. I stepped in here, and took the pipe. This place was a living hell for a while, until my dad left. I am just sitting here, not knowing what to do. Sorry if this is kinda long, I just had to rant.