A difficult family member

Dear Hannah,

                    I hate to start on such a negative note like this, but I certainly hope you’re doing much better than I’m, because I’m absolutely livid!

                    Do you remember my cousin Andy? The one who broke my bedroom window with a football? Well, he stayed with us for just four days, but by the end of the first day alone, I was already at the end of my rope.

                    He had absolutely no regard for anyone nor anything in the house – he smashed mum’s favourite vase on arrival, because he carelessly tossed his backpack on the ground and knocked it over. He didn’t even apologize for it! He had then proceeded to loudly stomp up the stairs – stepping on poor Whiskers’ tail in the process – complaining about just how tiring his 20 minute car ride here was.

                    By the time he left this morning, even my ever-patient mother was annoyed. As for me, having survived several of his temper tantrums over the course of just four days, I was on the verge of tears. I truly doubt if I’ve ever felt so relieved in my entire life. Perhaps it’s awfully rude to say such horrible things about a relative, but Andy is absolutely intolerable!

                    I feel like I’m going to burst in frustration. I’m craving some sense of sanity and comfort. Please write back soon!

Love,

Zeeba.