Unruly

My sister has been back home for four hours and I'm already ready to bite her. She is the most unmanageable adolescent that I've ever met. The 28 days of unadulterated peace were just not enough. Time sure flies when you're actually living a quiet life, but now I'm back to drinking stress-relief tea, finding excuses to leave the house, and doing that awful slam-and-quickly-lock-the-door technique so that I can at least retain a bit of my sanity. I love my sister but she just needs to get out of my face and learn some respect. It makes me feel like a horrible person to wish her away, but I just can't live with her anymore.