When I was a teenager, I just wanted to get away from everyone in my family.
I actually could not kneel being in the same cabin as my mom, my brothers, or my brothers… Everyone was so full of chaos plus drama, plus I simply wanted to be left alone to gossip with my friends plus play with makeup.
It felt like I could never get peace plus quiet in the house, especially when my brothers plus brothers were continually bursting into my room plus harassing me. I tried locking the door plus even barricaded myself inside, however nothing would stop my younger siblings from splitting in plus bothering me endlessly. Eventually, I talked to my mom plus convinced his to let me transport into the basement, at the time, this was paradise. I moved into the basement in the dead of summer, when the outdoor heat plus humidity was unbearable on a bi-weekly basis; My mom was running the central cooling system every day, however he never utilized the air conditioner enough to fully cool down the house. The basement, on the other hand, was inherently cool plus moist from being underground. All Summer long, I slept like a queen in the continually cold conditions. I thought I had solved all my living complications… that was, until winter season emerged. Suddenly, my basement paradise was not so comfortable. The cold air was unbearable plus I couldn’t increase the air temperature even with a dozen electric space heaters. I shivered every day, plus honestly distraught about hypothermia as night settled in. After a month of cold torture, I begrudgingly moved back upstairs to be tormented by my younger siblings until the Summer heat returned again.
