Last summer I was afraid I wouldn't have a place to stay, and this year, I fear the same thing. While I know my mom or grandparents would be glad to have me with them for those three months, I know I would be miserable. I'm not going to be happy at all. My grandmother literally drives me insane and I quickly become irritable around her. It shouldn't be like that. If I find a small place to rent or split with someone, I'm positive I'll have better peace of mind. Visits with my grandparents will be more enjoyable, and seeing my brothers will brighten me more than anything else.
I want serenity.
