[align=left]Okay, so either my house is severely fucking haunted and ghosts are coming here and taking household shit to the dark side, or someone has a key to my house and is taking shit.

It happened about 4 or 5 days ago, when 3 packs of my ex-mom's ciggs went missing, and I don't know how. I didn't have anyone in the house that night, I went out, but that was all. I left the door unlocked, came home and the TV was on, but nothing else was missing or anything. She came home the next morning and told me they were missing and who did I have in the house. I was like, "what the hell?? They're missing!?" I thought it might have been one of my friend's, as me and her are in a bit of a fight right now because she ditched me.

Anyway, then like 3 nights ago, she "discovered" that some of the forks are missing. We now only have like...7 forks in our house. And our steak knives are all gone.

So, that was when I decided to start locking the house up when I leave at night. So, last night I did. I locked it up when I left, I got home at 12:45 after just seeing my friend almost bleed to death with a couple of my other friends. There were 3 of us total. And we had to clean out my friend's car, as the entire backseat, floorboards, windows were all covered in the blood of one of my friends. We used up a roll of paper towels, just ONE roll. We didn't take any other rolls of paper towels down there. Just the one roll, some windex, and some stain remover.

Now, today, just 10 minutes ago, the bitch (my ex-mom) told me to get down a roll of paper towels. We buy the huge 12-In-1 things, so I went into the laundry room where we store them and they weren't there. I said, "Where'd you put the paper towels?" "They're right there." "No, they're not." She comes in there and looks up where they "used" to be, and then looks at me with this fucking pissed off look and says, "Where are my paper towels?! Who has been stealing all my fucking shit!? TO ALLOW SOMEONE TO STEAL FROM YOUR OWN MOTHER!!" on and on and on, and I was like, 'WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!? YOU'RE TELLING ME I HAVE PEOPLE OVER, AND THEY STEAL FORKS AND PAPER TOWELS?! WHAT THE FUCK!? HAVE ROY COME OVER AND BABYSIT YOUR FUCKING HOUSE, I DON'T HAVE FRIENDS OVER ANYMORE, I GO OUT! I LOCK THE DOOR! I COME HOME! END OF FUCKING STORY!"

On a side-note, Roy is my brother.

I used to have people over, and I've had a party at my house...ooh, probably about 3 times in a couple years. No one has ever broken anything of hers, taken anything of hers, I've always dusted, vacummed, swept and mopped the floors, did all the dishes up, AND all the laundry, AND took out the trash (which is all the way across the parking lot, when you're drunk, it's a trip) (the last three i do on a daily basis anways). Now shit goes missing and all of a sudden she blames me!? Or rather, my friends?!

Not even the friend who I am pissed off at would take the paper towels and some fucking forks!

I mean WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?

Also, I want to make sure that I have been trying very hard to obey my EX-mom. When she gives me money, I don't buy pot with it anymore, I've been buying food like I tell her I do. And I don't come home high anymore, I also hardly ever ever ever EVER have friends over anymore, I just go out. I always tell her where I'm going now, or where I'm at. I tell her the truth, 'I'll be home LATE.' I haven't lied to her in a long time, either. She works nights, 12 hour shifts, 7 pm - 7 am, so she leaves at 5:30 or 6 pm and is home at 8 am.
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Gothen Reviewed by Gothen on . What the CRAP is going on in this house?! Okay, so either my house is severely fucking haunted and ghosts are coming here and taking household shit to the dark side, or someone has a key to my house and is taking shit. It happened about 4 or 5 days ago, when 3 packs of my ex-mom's ciggs went missing, and I don't know how. I didn't have anyone in the house that night, I went out, but that was all. I left the door unlocked, came home and the TV was on, but nothing else was missing or anything. She came home the next morning and told Rating: 5