Hello its me again, Madison. I’ve been trying my best to not freak out about all of this but its so difficult. I really hate having an older sister that tries so hard to be a mother rather than a sister. You see if mom wasn’t such a pill popping junky this would’ve never happened. And what’s worse is she denies having a problem. I just wish she would take the right amount of pills and get it over with. Dad never comes home anymore. He is always at the bar, bringing home another disease to give to my mom. I cant believe him.I swear they are bringing me down with them.Back to my sister Lily, she is always telling me how to live my life. She says that I shouldn’t wear so much dark makeup or that my choice of clothing is too dark. Next she is going to say my music is too dark. I may listen to Cradle of Filth and other bands of the heavy metal genre but its not dark, but she would never take the time to listen and understand. She would rather dictate and put her two words in then hear what I have to say. She is such a goody two shoes if you ask me. Mom and Dad think of her as a trophy. She graduated from high school with a perfect 4.0 GPA, valedictorian and the whole nine. But nobody is perfect…nobody.

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Today is the day everyone! I start my first day of college at NAU, studying psychology, I really enjoy helping people, especially those close to me. Too bad Madison is not interested in help. She could really use it with all the suicidal tendencies and dark music, the clothes, and she hides her beauty with thick, dark makeup. I’m not quite sure what to do. I fear if I do nothing something bad will happen to her. We all know our parents are not helpful. And well Ammie is just as bad, she is Madison‘s twin. But you see Ammie is not suicidal, she is the exact opposite. She enjoys life a little too much I would say. She parties way too much and has a larger sex life then I do and we have a 4 year difference in age. I think I try to hard to make everyone perfect. Cause nobody is perfect…nobody.

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Oh my god you would never guess who asked me to the prom; Justin.I know right, its totally amazing. I realize the prom is still 3 weeks, 2 days, 14 hours, 17 minutes and 54 seconds away but I am so excited. I may be the only freshman going to prom with a junior! Tomorrow Lisa and Monica are going to take me to Phoenix to get dresses. I want to get a red one, strapless, that shows off my awesome figure and huge ****. Maybe Justin will call me soon and ask me to go to the movies, I really wanted to see that new Johnny Depp movie. Oh my god he is so hot. After the movie we are all heading out to the Quarry, the guys are bringing vodka and weed. Im not really a vodka fan, I prefer tequila and rum. Especially if its together with pineapple and orange juice. Oh crap, I will be right back Diary, mom is calling for me. God mom is getting worse these days, not only is she a pill popper but she is crazy. It makes me wonder if she is actually taking her meds. I know she is an addict and needs some help but what can you tell her. She never believes you when you tell her this. Always denying it, but ya know, nobody is perfect….nobody.

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I know what they must be saying about me, even my own daughters think I am crazy. But the truth is, I’m not crazy. I am depressed there is a huge difference. I am sure you would be depressed too if your husband never came home from work and if your daughters drove you mad with all their drama and worries. Madison has tried to commit suicide numerous times, causing me more heart ache then I can handle. Ammie is so young and beautiful, but does she have to flaunt it to the entire boy community? Lily is my blessing. I love her so much, she has never caused me any trouble. She helps out around the house and does not think I am crazy. If everyone thinks I am crazy let them, cause nobody is perfect…nobody.