Peace and quiet. That's literally all I want. Yet I never can seem to find it. I go to my room, and my three sisters, who share the room, decide to play Barbies and blast music. I go to the garage, and my older brother is working out. I go to the car, and oops. Uh... sorry to intrude. So car's not an option, cause my sister is having a mental breakdown. Ok, so I hop out of there and decide to go to the backyard. Nope, my two younger brothers are playing baseball and...... they just hit the ball over the fence, again. Ok what about the office? Oh wait my mom is doing her college homework. And what about... never mind, it's also occupied. Um... oooo I got it! The bathroom, surely I can be left alone in there. Finally peace and

"Hey, are you almost done? I really really really have to go!!!" AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. No, I'm cool, I'm calm. Perfectly calm. "Like seriously, hurry up!" Fine, fine, fine. I'll leave. Gosh, younger brothers are SOOOOO annoying. Anywhere else? Wait, I got the perfect place! The closet. There is no way I will be bothered in the closet. Ahhh, this is nice. Finally, some me time. Why must this be my life every day? You see I'm number 6 out of 12 kids spanning from the ages of 20 to newborn. It gets pretty hectic. But every once in a while, I can sit back and relax. And then it's not so bad. I prom--

"Hey June? Where'd go?" That's it, I give up