When I was a teenager, I just wanted to get away from everyone in my family.
I actually couldn’t rest being in the same apartment as my mom, my brothers, or my siblings, however 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 siblings 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 breaking in plus bothering me endlessly. Eventually, I talked to my mom plus convinced her to let me transfer 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 yearly basis. My mom was running the central cooling system every afternoon, however she never utilized the a/c enough to fully cool down the house. The basement, on the other hand, was inherently cool plus moist from being underground. All summer time long, I slept like a queen in the continually frigid conditions. I thought I had solved all my residing problems… that was, until winter time emerged. Suddenly, my basement paradise was not so comfortable. The frigid air was unbearable plus I couldn’t increase the air temperature even with a dozen electric space heaters. I shivered every afternoon, plus entirely sad about hypothermia as night settled in. After a month of frigid torture, I begrudgingly moved back upstairs to be tormented by my younger siblings until the summer time heat returned again.
