August 15, 2011~
Burgundy Rose Reese here. I am lokoing forward to the start of school; in fact, it can't come soon enough. School starts a week from Wednesday (August 24th).
I can't WAIT.
The main reason: my stupid brothers, Corey and Dominick. They are horrible! They are still tormenting the cats (the Maine Coon, "Charlie", seems to get it the worst) and acting out. I don't know what their problem is, but mom and dad had better put a stop to it quick before they seriously injure the cats (Charlie in particular)!
Maybe it's because I joined the family, I don't know; but I suddenly feel as if I don't belong anymore. I miss my sister, Charlene: she's gone to Texas, to San Antonio, for 12 weeks worth of basic training.
She joined the Air Force, just like she promised. I am sure she will do very well there; she's always liked new challenges.
All I have to deal with now are two bratty brothers who are in elementary school and I know you are not supposed to hate, but I am beginning to hate my brothers! I don't know why mom and dad don't deal with them; it's like they talk to them or discipline them 'til they're blue in the face, and nothing works!! It's like they purposely defy them, just so they can get the attention! I can't stand Dominick or Corey!!
The only good things in my life are church and my friends; home life wouldn't be so bad if it were not for Corey or Dominick! I wish mom and dad would send them to military school! Or to a mental hospital; those kids both have serious emotional problems!!
I've been in foster care long enough or in different family situations to know the warning signs of abuse or neglect, and both boys seem to have them bad! I know mom and dad didn't abuse them; they are very loving parents and would do anything for them to make them happy or feel wanted/appreciated; I don't know why they are acting so stupid!!
I'm gonna have to talk to mom and dad about getting Dom and Corey into mental health counseling; they both are in desperate need of help!!
Yesterday at church, I got to thinking about how the boys treat the cats, and I started crying, right in front of God and everybody. I broke down and told Pastor about how my brothers are and the stress we are all feeling at home. I then cried like there was no tomorrow. I told Pastor to talk to mom and dad about this; it was eating me alive and I had to get it out!
I hope mom and dad don't get mad when Pastor comes calling, but I didn't know what else to do! Please pray that something can be done to help my brothers and pray that they don't do anything to seriously harm the cats; I love them all too much, especially "Charlie"! Thanks!
~To be continued.~