Our house is quite full of animals and my brother, who's having a moody, 21-year-old crisis. So I like to have my own space and I don't like it when my mum comes into my room and messes about and has a rummage. She talks about the dust under the bed and how it will affect my health. Each year I vow to tidy my room. I tell her I want to learn to keep it sorted myself. I'm getting there but it's still a mess.
Some days when you come home from school, you're angry and you could snap at anything. So I have shouted at her then. Sometimes I'll have a fit because I don't know what to wear and I'll rummage through her cupboard and pinch a Prada something. That has got me into some trouble. I often don't realise something is expensive, or cashmere or silk. But I haven't damaged any of her clothes, although she always thinks I'm going to.
Recently I had a weekend where I needed some space from all the socialising, and Mummy spent the whole weekend with me. It was lovely. We booked a cinema ticket and I forgot to confirm it so when we arrived it was all booked up. We drove all round London to other cinemas but the film was sold out everywhere. It was actually really fun, and Mummy would normally get really angry. But because it was our girly weekend and my stepdad was away, she lightened up a bit.
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