The House

My name is Mary - I tend to go by the nickname "House" - and I'm just your average, everyday, and quite typical fifteen year old. I hope to become a doctor when I get older. I'm sarcastic, brutally honest, and horribly difficult to get along with.

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Sat Oct 27

In that Subtle Sense of Hopelessness

I’m stuck at home while my parents are attending a Halloween party for adults. The only real problem with that is that I have to watch my little brother and his friend, both of which are extremely jacked on sugar at the moment and will, most likely, be a load of trouble beyond imaginable. I figure I’ll turn on my music (mostly theme’s from horror and suspenseful movies) and scare the shit out of both of them as I cut off all of the power in the house. I have to get my kicks somehow, right?

I guess it all falls down on the fact that I’ve been searching through some aggravating things and am not able to quite act normally, or at least more normal than normal.