People say they miss their families when they move out, and I know people who really do. Call me what you will, but I don't enjoy coming home anymore. It seems like whenever I come I am nothing but a source of contention to them. My sister is bratty and I usually haven't done anything to her. Of course my parents come to her rescue as she is the favorite daughter.
To tell you the truth, the only reason I come home these days is for the free food and laundry.
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