My sister

I hate my sister, I hate her very much, you might all be wondering why?

She has taken the love my parents has for me, they tuck her to bed, play with her, eat with her, forgetting all about me.

Sometimes I just want to kill her, cause she has been making my life miserable, I yearned for my mum's touch as always but she doesn't even look at me again except that my evil sister, my lovely dad only calls her name and forget mine, and even if they mistakenly remember me, they change their expression to a sad one, I guess they don't like me anymore,but it's all because of that devil.

Oh how I wish, she's not here, how I wish I can get rid of her, well I almost succeeded one day, I pushed her down the stairs but she was fortunate mum came to her rescue, even though she said I pushed her, mum shouted at her to never say that, cause I'll never do that.

Well a good development at that, I'm happy mummy has my back this time around, even though she's still not talking to me or acknowledging my presence.

Tonight I plan to kill my sister for real, I'm tired of being ignored and neglected while she takes the love I have always enjoyed...

Well happily anticipating her death, I retired to my grave at the back of our house to rest before I sneak into her room and make her join me.


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