So I have honestly had a lifelong war with my sister Mallory. It all started before I can even remember but this is the story I've heard:
Mallory had a doll named Jenny that she was obsessed with (I remember that part), and I was obsessed with stealing it. I wanted to know why it was so special. So one day I took it. Well, Mallory wasn't too happy about that to say the least. She took a scissors and cut my knee with it. (I still have a scar). Clearly this would anger anyone, so I bit her in the highest place I could reach, her stomach. I think I definately won that war (her scar is bigger).
Though most the violence ended after that day, my sister and I still have our wars. Most the time they are about stupid things like clothes, but they are my personal wars nonetheless.
Ending of Caucasia
15 years ago
2 comments:
Awww I'm sorry that you and your sister don't get along. I'm glad most of the violence ended that day, but fighting still hurts nonetheless. Sometimes I forget that not all sisters get along, I have a sister, who I've gotten into little fights with...mainly about clothes..., but it hasn't been a lifelong war. Well I hope things get better.
Sounds like that war will never end with you guys! But that is just what sister love is, you do things like that. Nothing better than that. (Sounds a little wierd, but its true).
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