Aunt M cleaned our house. It was the only time we ever had s clean house. First time I ever had s real bedroom. My dad immediately filled the space with twenty hamsters, a hedgehog, two guinea pigs, a leaf tailed gecko, a bird, more. My aunt M got rid of stuff without my permission before I could decided tp part with it. So did my dad. My mom taught us to hide whatever we wanted to keep. I didn’t want aunt M to leave because I knew our dad would stop feeding us properly again.
My sister let her boyfriend make us work to clean until we practically dropped dead. He made me let animals die. They’re still there. I couldn’t get help for the lizards. Diamond escaped. My mom killed my ten-year-old aloe.