长久以来我象是独占着一间屋子。萨克和我住在一起,可这对我全然无妨。屋于是我的,我想怎么用就怎么用。记得有一次我在地板上锯过活板门。去年,我还是初二的学生,在屋里满墙贴上我从杂志书刊上剪下来的姑娘们的照片,其中有一张照片上的姑娘只穿着内衣。妈妈从来不找我的麻烦,几个小弟妹已经够她忙活的。而我的一举一动,在萨克眼里都是壮举。 不管什么时候我领朋友到屋里来,只要瞟一眼萨克,他无论在做什么,便会立即起身一声不响地 For a long time I like to own a house. Sark lives with me, but it does not matter to me. So my house, how I want to use how to use. I remember once sawing the trapdoor on the floor. Last year, I was still a sophomore student, and I was stuck in the room with pictures of the girls I had cut out of magazines and magazines, including a photo of a girl wearing only underwear. Mom never find my trouble, a few younger sisters have enough of her busy. And my every move, in the eyes of Saake are feats. Whenever I lead a friend into the room, just by looking at Sark, he will immediately wake up no matter what he is doing