The Saga: Brothers And Sisters. The Purchase of Sister
So, I’ve decided to share my joys of life. It happened quite a while ago, when I was just a little boy, but… mom drove to buy me a sister (grown ups always lie to kids). And you know what? Not that I’ve smashed my piggy bank to give my input on this “family purchase”, but “item” didn’t met my expectations… Not even close! She was expected to play with me! But no, she got home constantly screaming, tiny as French banquet and totally unprepared for marathons playing with my toy cars…
Later, when she grew up a bit, it was kind of fun… If I ignore fact that she always needed a bit of LEGO I’ve put at the bottom of my masterpiece space lab project.
And don’t get me started on candy consumption! Her’s, mine’s.. and everyone elses!
They say brothers and sisters tend to get along later on. Why then she always told on me even when it was her fault? Probably she was really bored to stand in the corner of punishment all alone. Besides, even our cat was reason to fight. When it came to petting- it was her cat, but all of a sudden when litterbox had to emptied it became mine every single time.
Even now, both being adults we fool around… probably getting old takes it’s toll. And there’s no irony in this story, I got used to her and that being said- she’s the only sister I have. And she’s the best!