I’m so tired of this house. I’m 13, turning 14 on Nov, 15. I’m the second-youngest out of my three sisters, excluding me. It feels like half the time my dad is always butting his head in our conversations, or if we just say something. He just yelled at me for telling my sister something was already outside in the wash, and told me I was “manipulating” her and “nitpicking” .. he barely even let me explain myself and called me a liar when I said I was helping her out. Then, he said I was a baby for crying about it. Sometimes I wish I could just run away, away from this family. This life. No, I’m not looking for comfort. I just need to get this out.