For the simple reason that I want you guys to really understand whats going on, I'm gonna give you the rundown of the whole story. About half a year ago, (or so) my mother forced my sister to live in Oklahoma with my father. The reasons for this was because she was getting into drugs and alcohol, sex, all that stuff associated with that kind of stuff. She was 13 when she first came home on Xanax and alcohol. The next few years would be absolute torture and hell for the family. I always had to watch my back when I was walking around because of the kids she hung out with. My mom had the constant fear of my sister being seriously hurt. My sister wasn't in a gang or anything, just always hung with a bunch of druggies. When she turned 14, during that half year that she was still here in Missouri with us, she almost overdosed on Xanax and alcohol twice. We had a period of peace for about 1 or 2 months or so where she didn't do anything. And then she came home trashed on Xanax and alcohol again. We found out she was hanging out with those kids again. And we couldn't take it anymore, so we sent her to Oklahoma to live with my father, where she proceeded to get in trouble for about 1 month or so. And then she stopped doing bad things. Her grades were good again, she wasn't hanging out with bad kids. She basically grew up a bit. She stopped being so dramatic and all that. So we allowed her to come back to Missouri to live with us, so she could start her first year of high school in Missouri with all of her friends and everything. She's only been here for about a month, and everything was going so great. She was doing good in school. Having fun, being a teenager, hanging out with good kids. Me and her got along really well. And she gained my mothers trust back, so my mom wanted to have a break from work and all the normal stressful things, (work, bills, money and all that) so she went to the lake with my stepfather, they were gonna be there for about a week. And my sister was gonna have her friend Cassie with her for a couple days, which is fine cause I liked Cassie. Well, last night after work, (I got off at 12:30 at night) My two brothers (not by blood, but I love these guys with all my heart, known them for at least 7 or 8 years. We've been friends that long) Told me she was hanging out with those kids again. (minus the specific ones that are the worst, but still) And she was drinking alcohol. What upsets me the most about all this, is that she broke my moms trust for nothing. If she really wanted to drink, she seriously could have asked us, (Me and my friends) and we would have at least let her drink while we were hanging out at one of their houses. I was forced to tell mom what happened. And now because I'm known as a (snitch) I've gotta start watching my back again. The most stressful part is the fact that I can't just live in peace now. Once again I'm forced to be paranoid when I'm walking places. I'll have to carry a knife with me again. All that noise. Hopefully this will blow over before anything physical happens. But as far as my sister goes. I'm going to talk to her, but i don't know if that will do any good. I'll just have to wait and see.
Sorry for the wall of text. And I really truly appreciate anybody who actually reads the whole thing. If any of you have any advice it would be greatly appreciated as well.
But that's my rant for the day.
I feel better now.