Living with my sister is a living hell. She is 11 years old,
and since she was born all the attention on my family has bin towards her. She
has always bin the one that makes my parents proud of. She is the one with the
perfect grades, the one that always has everything figured out, she is the
family athlete, and still finds away to have one hell of a social life. I’m not
kidding she has the best social life I have ever cine. She has more than a 100
contacts in her phone book and only has 11 years, and that is excluding the
family members. I mean I don’t even have that many contacts. My sister likes to
make my life miserable. She always blames me for everything that happens to her
or near her. It is even worse when she is on her menstrual sickle. Even the
smallest thing you can say to someone that can bother them can completely make
her go crazy. I mean I am not in the position to criticize it because she has
no control of her hormones, but at least she could try to hide them a little bit
so that what she says wouldn’t be so hurting to others.
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