rented out by my parents to some family friends
i was only two years older than their eldest son and you could tell that he *hated* this. i was fifteen, he was thirteen and supposedly one of the hard nuts who sat on the back of my bus on the way to school. funnily enough, he never bothered me... perhaps he didnt want me divulging this information to his flea bitten cohorts.

i not surprised he turned to petty crime (putting his feet up on the backs of seats, swearing and spitting namely though occasionally he was bold enough to skive lessons). when i babysat him and his brother there was no television, no games consoles and no proper books (i read a law textbook)... by the end of my five hour shift (earned five measly pounds), i was ready to yell abuse at some strangers
(ladyintheradiator, Thu 28 Oct 2010, 17:09, Reply)