I'll tell you what we do at FP. Nothing. We read, we write, we eat, and we sacrifice people's souls to the Aztec Gods if they don't update a story or write more. Personally I have zombie bunnies stalking me and watching my every move...they're still here. Anyways, this is a very interesting story and for the most part it's sorta true for here you have...me, the little sister and the youngest in the family. I'm spoiled but not THAT spoiled, I'll tell you what you do with spoiled children such as your little sister.

Ahem. This was an experiance that my best friend once had with her little brother. She told him he couldn't have something, so he disappeared for a little bit right? He comes back a little later and is holding in his hand a french bread knife, ever seen one of those? If you haven't let me enlighten you. If she'd gotten stuck by that thing it woulda gone in one side of her and out the other with her entrail dripping off the serated edge. She had to jump clear over her fish tank to get away from him. Now here is what you do with children like that. On Halloween one of these past years, my boyfriend and I were characters from one of my stories, I was Thad (a gay guy) and he was Birdie (Thad's boyfriend)...well, Harry (as was my bestfriend's littlest brother's name) comes in and doesn't want to go to bed. He tries to kick my boyfriend in the nuts (a cruel and unusual thing to do) but Mike catches his heel and flips him cleanly to his back, his head hitting the floor with a loud (and I mean LOUD) "chunk". He started bawling like a baby and runs to his mother who ends up responding to his plead, "Mike hurt me" with this (and this is why I laugh), "You probably deserved it."

You beat them over the head so that they can't remember a thing, and whenever you want to beat her without leaving marks, use a rolled up magazine, it works...BELIEVE ME...and when she goes to the parents all you say is, "Do you see any bruises on her? Any at ALL?" There you are...and just don't let her into your room, threaten her life. If you get in trouble...it's so worth it.

Of course I AM a little sister myself and of COURSE my sister thinks I'm loved more, but the truth is...I'm not loved more, I just get in less trouble. And it's not because I'm just not caught, it's because I just DON'T get in any trouble, I date the sweetest boys in the world (not the drug dealers), and I'm not THAT rebellious. I get along with authority. Teacher's Pet? You better believe it.

Feel free to email me.

Thanks, Gaki