
she knocked over my wooden flower vase so there's flowers everywhere, my keepsake basket is knocked over, my painting of my name and what it means is on the floor, the clothes in the basket were thrown everywhere, books fell off my bookshelf that she didn't put back, for some reason the bathroom laundry basket is in my room, and my trash can is on its side with the trash spilled out since I hadn't taken it out yet. I told her to clean it up, and she just rolls her eyes and ignores me
and my parents won't make her clean it. I'm so mad, I was gone from Sunday at 3:30 until 10:30 tonight and my room went from clean to a disaster. I try to keep her out and my parents blame me and say I always wind up giving in and letting her in but i've consistently been telling her to stay out and they never enforce that rule when I'm not home. My space doesn't even feel like my own space anymore. It feels like my sister's second bedroom that I happen to sleep and have stuff in