I’m not looking forward to going home for Thanksgiving.
I was supposed to go to my boyfriend Chase’s house, but he broke up with me the day before we were supposed to fly out. So I’ll be stuck with my crazy family.
Mom always invites everyone to our house because we have the most space, but she has two brothers and two sisters — and they all have big families.
Mom’s the oldest, so she says it’s her responsibility.
Part of the reason we have more room is that I’m an only child. I wouldn’t mind a sibling, but only if they were nothing like my cousins.
Almost all my cousins are obnoxious boys. There are sixteen grandkids, in total. Only three of us are girls, but the other two girls are under the age of five.
Needless to say, I have no one to talk to.
Our holidays are full of scream
