Life sucks. It just does. If yours doesn't well, your lucky. I don't know how some people have awesome lives, getting rich, famous, true love, and some other crappy reasons I just don't want to talk about. I mean, do they good luck for 99 cents at the dollar store? WTF! Anyways, Mine does, but what I didn't know, was that it could get much worse. 

  Oh, my name is fucking Paryz. No joke.

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   As usual, I woke up, got dressed, the same boring routine that I do every freaking day. Breakfast was just chaotic. Lets just say, with  my youngest sister, anything can turn to hell.I mean, she throws her breakfast, my other younger sister throws it back at her. Things used to be a bit calmer when my older sister (she's at college) used to be here. I don'r know why though. Probably because she's much older than all of us. Then you might be asking about my mom. She tries to make my two younger sisters shut the hell up, but they just don't. They're demon spawn. Trust me. I guess my sister's stricter with them. She does this stare... It would probably creep your worst nightmare's. But it was much worse this morning. The youngest sister, Jada, broke the freaking chair. Now I have to walk two little demons to school. How pleasant.