I used to live with " the elephant seal" ( I call them that by apperences). it all started when she offered me to come live with her because my family was ignoring me and a house with enough rooms for them and not me. any way when she was explain to me what the house was like . and it sounded like a paradise at first. until the second day she asked me to go and take out the garbage. but as soon as I got back from doing that she asked me to another thing and then another . soon she became this nagging monster. I grew to hate her more and more each day. she was a pack rat too.she kept every thing like Kleenex tissues. even the used ones. and stone dry pens. I know she has a bi poler disorder thats understandable but in her case its not a right thing. I could go on about her but it's just to much. anyways I moved across the country and I am still looking back at those horrible memories.
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