Quarrels

If you ask me, I'm probably the calmest person in my family. I take things at a relaxing rate and I don't really get angry, unless it's about me.

I don't like quarrels because, first of all, it's noisy and you have to draw out a lot of inner energy just to yell your reasons out to another person. My family quarrels, mostly with these combinations: Mom and Dad, Dad and elder sister, Mom and elder sister & my younger sister and me.

For my sister and me, we quarrel over small and absurd things and it always start off with a disagreement.

Mom and elder sister is the deadliest combination because it always end up with a loud bang of a door. And it's so scary that I sometimes have to hide it out in my room and come out when the coast is clear. But yeah, as I became older, my ears and mind have been finely tuned to their quarrels and when they do, I simply ignore.

The funny thing about quarrels is that after a while, you guys don't know what you're yelling about because it had turned into a who-can-yell-louder competition.

Who wins? I don't know, it depends. Sometimes, my mom gets her way because, she's the mother and my elder sister has to respect her motherly decisions. Sometimes, my elder sister gets her way because she's speaks logically. And sometimes, nobody wins and everybody ends up hugging, crying and laughing.

It's stupid, I know, but it's family.