Things That I Hate

My House

The roof falls on me every time I walk in the door after school, my room is tilted, there's so much crap in my garage, practically everything inside is from a tag sale, and I'm just waiting for the thing to collapse. It's tiny and cramped, and my mother won't throw anything away. And on top of everything, she decided to adopt three chickens from the daycare she works at, so now it stinks like hot chicken crap in the summer.

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