5.14.2005

Welcome home

No note from the family. No food in the fridge, or money to fix that problem. My room is dusty, dirty, and full of MiniFam's toys. It is also full of stuff they felt like storing in it. My car is blocked in and their keys are gone. My pillows are missing, save one, which MiniFam has been using: it has food all over it.

There is no sign at all that I actually have a place to live in this house. I feel like an intruder.

I don't even fucking know when they are coming BACK.

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