This is just away of me writing Down what I think of life, I just needed to get this of my chest and in my phones notes wasn't the most private place to do it so here i'am. I don't think I'm going to publish or anything (not like anyone would read it) but it's just a diary of mostly some days of the week.
And yes this is all completely true...
Tuesday 15th of April 2014:
So today was good apart from my evening. Me and my three good friends were organising a movie day, we needed a place to do it so I suggested my new house, so we all came over in the morning brought all our favourite movies and snacks. Don't every and I mean ever leave your friend with a juice bottle in your new bed, new duvet and new covers cause he will spill the juice. I panicked and was to scared to tell my mum as she was busy with my brothers. I just left it (what a mistake that was).
We went out to the park as it ended out to be a nice day (a rare thing here in Scotland) so we had so much fun out at the park, we then came home for dinner and went back to my room, my mum stilled didn't see the stain. When everybody had left about 9'o clock my mum went to tided my room up as it was a sate! she then made my bed😩 I'm not going but down what she said cause that will go in for ages. She was fuming
Then she got serious and said ..
"Olivia, I really don't think you care about anything about the stuff that I buy you you just take it for granted, I bought you good stuff and you will be paying to replace it"
At this point I was in tears cause u couldn't handle it she then just left me..
Since moving house I've been put under all the pressure to look after my new room (as I have the biggest room in the house) my family say that I won't mange to keep it clean and trust me I've been trying but it's hard, I know that sound stupid that I get upset over that but I do. I try my best but that isn't good enough. I wish I was still in my old house... I really do (i'am crying) Its not fair. I really do wish my life was better than it is, I know you will be thinking well she only can't keep her room tidy or it was just a drink spill, but it's more. my life hasn't been perfect I mean no ones is. just little things like this just sets me off.
I still haven't left my room since my mum shouted at me, I just don't want her to shout at me again.
