stupid family...

what is wrong with my family... i don't understand them... or how it is possible that i am related to them... my father gives me a cat, saying he thinks i am lonely... my sister get jealous and starts having tantrums saying she wants a cat too... the only benefit of her new found tantrums is she stopped whining about her headless, armless dolls... which is no longer any fun for me... then my father threatens to give my cat away if he doesn't catch the mouse, which by the way scared my mother so bad she wouldn't come off the kitchen table for an hour. then my father agrees to buy my sister a cat as well, except my sister seems to be afraid of cats... or maybe she is just afraid of spooky...

i told my father that if he gives spooky away i will run away. and i will. roy and i want to join a circus. so any reason to do it is fine with me. but first i would have to rescue spooky.

lv

where...

you are probably wondering where i have gone... i am beginning to wonder myself...

sick...

i've been sick. roy got the flu and now i have it...

black hearts..

today is valentines day and I have given eveyrone in my class a card with a black heart on it.

roy and i have trained spooky to hiss at my sister each time she comes near. she is now terrified of him...

lv

spooky the mouse eater???

my sister said the only reason my dad got the kitten was to catch the mouse. how stupid does she think i am. i have already introduced spooky and mousey and made spooky promise not to eat him.

my father isn't as smart as he thinks he is!

lv

spooky...

i don't think my parents talk. and sometimes I don't get my father. we barely talk too. tonight he came home with a kitten. she is black with green eyes. my sister squealed when she saw her thinking right away that our father brough her home for her. my mother even thought that. but when he came home, he walked over to me with her and handed the kitten to me. he said, 'here lizzie, someone at work was giving way kittens and i thought you could use a friend. you have to take good care of her though.' i stared at him for a while. i didn't know what to say. then he said 'after dinner we will go to the grocery store to get all the things your new friend needs.' all I could say was 'ok, thank you daddy'

my new kitty is named 'spooky'. she doesn't like my sister.

lv

cold cereal

do you ever sometimes wonder how you ended up with your family... i do each morning i come down for breakfast... i refuse to eat anything that comes from an animal.. each day i fight with my mother who insists on cooking eggs and dead beast every single day. each meal is either cooked along side meat or comes with meat or has meat in it... i think killing animals to eat them is just wrong... everyday i eat cold cereal with soy milk... my mother says i need meat or i won't grow up strong and healthy... i keep giving her stuff to read saying i don't...

this morning my sister called me a ghoul when were sitting at breakfast... when i ignored her she started to say mean things about roy and his mom... she wore my cold cereal and milk to school today... i get to go straight home to my room tonight... whose being punished... not me... of course i have to use the internet at school to write this.. i am banned for the rest of the week....

lv

traps...

odd... my sister has noticed that her dolls are now missing legs... I know because I saw the panicked look on her face. then terror on her face when she saw me in the door smiling at her. i don't think she will be throwing tantrums about her dolls any longer. as a matter of fact when our mother mentioned at dinner that they would buy her new dolls soon, she said she changed her mind and didn't want new ones.

my dad asked me if i was the one who keeps taking the mouse traps. i shrugged my shoulders and walked away. if they look hard enough they will find them under my sisters bed.

lv

the one legged doll...

being punished for ruining my sisters dolls has been worth it. i was suppose to spend the weekend at roy's... to give my sister a break... she had another tantrum squealling like a pig... saying why should i be able to spend the weekend at my friends when i have ruined all her dolls. being the spoiled brat that she is my mother decided to punish me more... i was told i could not go to roy's, couldn't use the internet and had to spend the entire weekend at home and in my room except for meals. what ever... all that did was give me more time to plot against them... the weather was really bad this weekend so my sister was also stuck in the house all weekend... with me. she spent most of her time watching stupid movies... in the living room....

...her dolls are all missing their left legs now... wonder when she will notice...

lv

more doll heads...

last night was another night of my stupid sister screaming about her doll heads. after dinner i went to roys house so i wouldn't have to listen to her anymore. i was going to see if we could use his moms' camera to take pictures of the heads and leave them all over my house for my sister to find. roy cant' find the heads and arms anywhere. oh well, it would have been funny. now i have to find another way to torture her. i heard my mom say they would buy her some new dolls. i will wait a few days and then maybe take one and then leave her a ransom note. that would be even funnier.

roy asked me if i was afraid my sister would destroy my dolls. i told him that my sister is too afraid to come into my room, plus i have a collection of very odd dolls like lenore, the nightmare before christmas dolls and the living dead dolls. my sister thinks they may be possessed so she doesn't touch them.

my mom agreed to let me spend the weekend at roy's house. she said my sister needs a break. roys mom is renting a whole bunch of scary movies and making brownies and her spicy, cheesy popcorn. i can stay there till sunday night.

i hope mousey is ok when i am away. my dad put a bunch more traps down, all of which i threw out again. i wish he would leave the mouse alone. it's not hurting anyone.

doll heads...

my sister is so annoying. she told our mother that if she doesn't get the doll parts back that she will make her buy all new dolls and that she wants a lock on her bedroom door. after my sister finished her tantrum, my mother once again told me that i had to give back the heads and arms. i told her i didn't have them. she told me she would take away the internet for a week if i didn't give them back. i guess she forgot how stubborn i am. i told her again i don't have them and even if she punishes me it won't make a difference because not only don't i have them i don't know where they are.

she walked away looking mixed up. i don't think they will take away my internet. even if they do i can use roys.

my mother also said i am hanging out too much at the cemetary and that it isn't normal. who ever said i was normal.

fools...

i haven't been able to write for a few days because my parents finally decided to punish me. my sister had such a hissy fit because of me taking all her barbie heads of the dolls that she had a tantrum in front of my parents. i didn't get punished for that. what i was punished for was i then snuck in her room and took all of the right arms off all her barbies. my parents asked me to give the arms and heads back and when i said i didn't have them, (and i really didn't, i gave them to roy to hide) they decided to punish me.

it took them a long time to figure out what to do exactly. they know i don't watch tv, they can't send me to my room because i am always there anyway, so the decided to take the internet away from me for a few days. big deal! not having the internet gave me more time to think about ways to torture my sister!

fools.