Sunday. Shopping day. I hate shopping.

Mom never lets us get what we want, and Damien(whose real name is Donovan…) is always picking on me. And Dad’s not there to pull him off.

But of course, church first. Up at six, there at seven. Worse than school.

And if I fall asleep I don’t get in trouble like at school. I’m apparently going to Hell.

And big bro always says I have it easy. Ha! Easy?

It sure ain’t easy being the low man on the totem pole.