Girl Interrupted

I had just graduated from college and was moving to a city 500 miles from home. I hooked up with an acquaintance of my cousin who was looking for a fourth roommate. On the surface she was cute and bubbly and seemed completely normal. But she had a horrible little dog who wasn’t house trained and would poop and pee all over the house. She refused to clean any of it up, knowing that we would eventually do it for her since it was so disgusting.

She blatantly stole food and personal possessions. Anytime any of the other roommates went into her room we would find items that had mysteriously “disappeared” months before. She habitually clogged and overflowed the toilet in her bathroom with poop and instead of plunging it like a normal person would let it fester for months until one of us cracked and cleaned it for her. We lived in a dangerous part of the city and she was always cranking up the thermostat and then opening all the windows and leaving  the doors unlocked. When my other roommate’s cat escaped, she would claim he had opened the windows himself.

She baked cupcakes at 4 am and left the kitchen trashed or she would blast rap music at 7 am while the rest of the house was trying to sleep. We even got an eviction notice from the landlord because she had secretly stopped paying her portion of the rent. She went out on a bender and came back to the house at 4 am wasted with some guy she had found in the street. She went upstairs and phsycially attacked one of the other roommates in her bed and had to be removed kicking and screaming from the house (she’d lost her keys so she couldn’t get back in). She then stood under my bedroom window for an hour shrieking, “I want a Happy Meal!”

I refused to stay in the house alone and every sound at night we were convinced it was her coming back to kill us. Finally after about eight days of living on the streets she gave up and admitted herself the the psych ward of the local hospital. When she came back to get her stuff a few months later she claimed that she couldn’t remember anything from her mental episode, then promptly went into the bathroom to take some bong hits before moving any of her shit out.