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Kristina - Age 10
I was watching Sponge Bob in the living room on a Saturday morning. Mom was sleeping, and Sam, who was now 15, was eating cereal and talking to his girlfriend, Leah, on the phone.
My first impression of her was she was a total bitch. She stole Sam every night. She called my effing house almost EVERYDAY. She even came to dinner at our house every Wednesday. Though , the more I see her and Sam throw each other gooey looks, I really came to see they were in actual L.O.V.E . And I guess she's beautiful. She reminds me of a perfect Barbie, an exotic tanned skinned Barbie. As I come to think of it . . . she's ok .
Anyways, Sam hung up and stared at me. I gave him the most innocent look I can possibly muster. I knew he was gonna flip his top or something cuz I broke into his room. Yet the screaming never came. I grinned my ' Ooh I got it good ' grin, and continued with the Sponge Bob marathon. Sam sat beside me and yawned. Grinning, he put his arm slowly around my shoulder.
" Sammy, we're not in a movie theater.", I grumbled, clearly knowing what he's going to say next. He smiled.
" Kris, your drop dead gorgeous", He said, enunciating each word.
" Blah, seriously Sammy? Mom already had that talk with me."
" What ?!", he spluttered, flabbergasted.
" Mom already gave me the boyfriend talk, I had one for like a year now", I enjoyed the shock moving across his face.
" Well damn"
" Big brothers aren't supposed to give little sisters that type of talk", I told him, irritated.
" I'm your big brother, of course I'm gonna tell you that"
" What's up with the whole arm thingy?"
" Just training you on how guys show their love ", he answered, laughing at my expression.
" Boys are so retarded", I said.
" Your 10, you still think they have cooties", then he planted a big one on my forehead. I laughed and ran to the kitchen to wash it off.
" My point exactly , little sister", he called , from the couch.
I ran the water under my fingers for a minute. The hot water scalded my hand. I stared absently at the drain.
I heard mom's footsteps enter the kitchen.
" Kristina! I pay for that you know, I would appreciate it if you used that wisely", she scolded me.
As if my insides were being scalded with hot water, I turned to my mom and gave her a glare.
" Honestly, your not even really paying it. The landlord still does. Stop claiming to do stuff you know that's not true," , I spat.
Mom's jaw dropped. Even Sam was quiet. I was trying to breathe evenly but I just couldn't. It felt as if my airway way blocked. My head was spinning as I turned. My legs were moving slowly, as if I was trying to run in water.
I threw the screen door open, ending up breaking the poor plastic handle. I ran refugee towards the only place I can think at.
The woods.
~ Ill write longerr, these chappys were intro's
