by Alexa J.K.

Created on: July 21, 2009

Every teenager dreams about the day they can move out of their parents homes and start their own lives. I worked hard as a teenager to make that dream come true.

At the young age of 17, thinking I was ready to move out on my own, I did. A good friend of mine asked me to be his roommate. Without question I agreed. We had a very good friendship before, had a lot in common and thought a living arrangement would benefit us both.

Jim is his name. His father and brother lived upstairs, Jim and I lived downstairs. Jim had 3 kittens at that time, and I had 2 rabbits. Everything was great the first couple of weeks. We had a housewarming party, I made dinner for everyone - since none of those men knew anything about cooking! After the first 2 weeks, things started to go downhill. Started with just small things.

Jim wasn't exactly a neat guy to live with. He would let dishes pile up, laundry all over the floor, video games, dvd's, cd's lying around. Our initial agreement was to clean our own messes and keep the living area clean for both ourselves as well as our guests. I found myself cleaning all the dishes all the time, picking up laundry - all his. He cleaned absolutely nothing - EVER.

He was supposed to tend to his 3 kittens - who needed him at such young ages. He never fed them, I did. He would scold them if they were to climb on the counter and drink out of dirty cups filled with water in the sink or eat left over foods left on plates on the counter. They weren't exactly house trained yet, still in the works, so they would have mistakes all the time. Instead of showing them where to go, he would lock all 3 of the kittens in the bathroom for hours! They would meow and scratch at the door until I couldn't take it anymore and would let them out. Opening the bathroom door after so long you would see piles upon piles of cat poop and urine puddles. You think he would be responsible and clean up after them. Unfortunately, it was me.

Jim wasn't exactly a one woman type of guy either. He had 2 girlfriends - it was his business so I kept my opinion to myself. I had a lock on my bedroom door - that I only had the key for. I worked about an hour and a half bus ride from our home so I was gone for the entire day, not back from work until after midnight. One evening, Jim left his girlfriends - yes, both of them - with me while he went out to run some errands. I was cleaning out my closet - getting rid of some old clothes and shoes. I figured I'd ask the girls if they were

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