Every time they get home I try to give my mom a hug but she always pushes me away. Ok so, I wore my sister's UNDERSHIRT, so no one would see my bra at a thanksgiving party, and when she saw it, she said, "STOP WEARING MY CLOTHES, STOP WEARING MY CLOTHES, STOP WEARING MY CLOTHES STOP WEARING MY CLOTHES STOP WEARING MY CLOTHES!" Really loud for all to hear, and I really can't describe it, but everyone looked at me like I had committed some horrible crime punishable by death. Then my mom called me into her room after that and said, "STOP wearing her clothes! This ends NOW! YOU THINK YOU CAN TAKE WHATEVER YOU WANT, HUH? 'Cuz Olivia gets whatever she wants!" That hurt my feelings really bad, so I ran in here and right now I'm venting. The other day she told me she would take me to the asian market. I eat lits of noodles and they're really cheap there. THE LAST MINUTE, she told me I was a pig and that I had to clean my room. I hate my life, and I don't care about school anymore, because my sister gets whatever she wants, no lie, and she's half a year older than me. She Has an EnV phone, and I have the 2000 version of an already crappy phone with an antenae. She has the master bedroom and a king bed. I have a 12 year old twin hand-me-down bed with pee stains. She has all matching furniture. I have mismatched and ugly old scraped discount furniture. I hate her. She's very mean to me. She calles me a b* when I don't let the dogs in. She cries when I don't do something for her. I don't care about my grades ANYMORE! I've just givin up. I want to die.