You can’t let anyone take things from you. As soon as you do, they’ll think they can take everything from you.

That’s really how I feel, Dad. Charlie has been taking my stuff for years, and I’m so sick of it. Any time I stop using something for a day, she just thinks it’s hers. Remember my MP3 player you gave me that could only hold like 20 songs? I’m almost sure she took it, even if she says she wouldn’t need something like that now that she has a phone. She can’t pretend that she never touched my books because we all know about the paper pom poms she made with my bird guides. Why can’t she just leave my stuff alone??! I wish I never let her borrow ANYTHING!!!!