You probably think Iâ€™m just a spoiled child complaining about not going somewhere. But Iâ€™m not that kind of kid. And I feel like Iâ€™m the only one. My parents yelled at me for wearing short shorts today. First of all, they donâ€™t make long shorts. Second of all, they should be happy I donâ€™t wear those tight skirts and shirts that are see-through or show your stomach/back. They should be happy I donâ€™t go to parties or donâ€™t get to have boyfriends. Iâ€™m a freshman and most girls my age are getting drunk at parties and hooking up with boys while Iâ€™m home folding clothes, not complaining a bit because I know how hard my mom works for me. Iâ€™m not like other girls. She should be appreciative she has a daughter like me. I can go on and on. Good grades, good friends I never get to hang out with, good language, good attitude, good clothes, etc. I never complain, but she always has something to say about me. And still, I love her and donâ€™t blame her for yelling at me. But sheâ€™ll never know what kind of child she has, because sheâ€™s an unappreciative parent.