Search

Search: the activity of looking thoroughly in order to find something or someone.

It is incredibly frustrating when you have to do have to check the contents of your bedroom every morning before school and as soon as you arrive home from school. I HATE the fact that I have to spot check everywhere to ensure that nothing has been taken. To make it worse, you deny it every time. When something goes missing But, whenever you leave the house to hang out with your ‘friends’ I search through your private room and discover those items of mine.

But you see those things that you take as a benefit on your behalf; on my behalf it is a loss. These items are mine, bought by myself out of my own pocket. I can’t keep continuously supplying for you just because you enjoy spending six hours having a ball in my room, looking into every nook and cranny.

I have things to buy, things to do. This requires money, my money. I cannot afford to replace the items that you steal and then proceed to use. I’m in the process of saving up for the end of November, and attempting to spend wisely.

It does not help when you take clothes, jewellery, money, makeup, perfume, stationary, moisturises/body products, and other various small items you think I do not notice.

You’re wrong. I recently tidied my room and I know where EVERYTHING is. Yes, some I take more notice of and check daily, but mark my words, I do notice within a week of its disappearance.

I cannot keep up with you. If you had your way I would be left with nothing. You’re selfish and take what is not yours, without considering anything but your own needs and wants.

According to you, everything else is second after yourself. Trust me, that is not going to get you anywhere in life.

While I’m at school, completing secondary education, you’re at home watching Family Guy on DVD, hardly leaving the bedroom except to microwave some soup.

That’s not how to live. You only leave the house when it suits you best.
You only leave your bed when you need to use up all the hot water for the day in a boiling hot shower or pilfer through my room.

Yes, I am rambling but I am angry. I cannot make you realise that my room is my place.

Call the search off.