chapter 1: The sister

People think growing up as sisters is just the greatest thing, they get along so well. Well life was great til I was 3, and I got a new baby sister! Oh, she's adorable, so cute. Amiee isn't your baby sister Ashley just the cutest thing ever? what am I chopped liver? Ok so I brought into it for like the 1st few years. At age 3, she took the head off of my favorite barbie doll and buried it in the dog's favorite digging spot! I went to mom crying, after Ashley told me she saw our dog with it in his mouth. It wasnt til a few weeks later that I realized it wasn't the dog who took the head it was her. As I hid in my closet and watched her yet take another head from another barbie and exit the room. I followed her and watched as she went to our pets favorite spot and bury it. After she left for her nap, I dug in that spot and found the barbie heads and some other random things. As year's go by you would think things got better, nope! It just went further after finding my toys, I didn't confront her I got even. Starting with her favorite snuggle sleep toy, pulling the stuffing out and throwing it around the yard and planting the now unstuffed toy under our dog Thumper as if he was the one who did it. she cried for weeks on that one. Mean while planning her next prank. Going from that to taking our parents things and blaming it on each other. It was an endless round and round some days itll be just little things other days itll get outta control til where we were grounded for what seemed like a life time.