Okay, so yesterday, I put my away message up and it said "Really busy. Leave it. Don't call." And Tyler being Tyler, calls me. My mom answered the phone and I told her I didn't want to talk and she was like, "GOD ERIKA YOU'RE SO RUDE!!!" and I said, "Well, it's rude for people to call me when I tell them not to too!" She got really pissed off. So then, I'm standing in the kitchen and my brother backs into me and turns around and is like, "What was that for?" in his little i'm-the-youngest-child-worship-me voice. So I said, "I didn't do anything!!" And my Dad screamed at me and threw me against the refrigerator and was like, "GOD ERIKA THIS FAMILY IS ALWAYS YELLING AND IT'S ALWAYS YOUR FAULT." and then he threw me into the living room and made me sit on the couch and he got all up in my face and was like, "YOU NEED TO CHANGE YOUR ATTITUDE." and blah blah blah.. and I was like, "WELL IF I'M ALWAYS CAUSING SO MANY PROBLEMS THEN MAYBE I'LL JUST LEAVE!" and my mom said, "there's a door and there's a door" And she pointed to the doors. So I got pissed off and went up to my room and cried for like 2 hours. I colored a whole white sheet of paper black with a sharpie. And I put on my slipknot cd really loud. I was so mad. I really hate my parents. I got grounded a month ago and I haven't gotten in trouble this whole month and they won't give my my phone back or my computer back in my room. They brought my computer back into the house but I'm only allowed to use it for school work and I'm only allowed to use it downstairs. And they haven't given me my phone back because they "have other things to worry about," supposively. Whatever. I hate them all.