My sister... Ohh, my sister.  What would I do without her?  She is my world. 
But she can be a real pain in the ass.  She never listens to me no matter what I tell her.  Just tonight my dad texted me from the neighbor's house and told me to make sure her television was off.  I go into her room and she is watching Netflix on our mama's laptop. I tell her to turn it off and go into the bathroom.  When I come back, it's still on. "Turn it off now," I say.  She says she will turn it off when the show is over.  "No, now.  Daddy said so." 
"But it's almost over!" 
I say once again for her to turn it off and she says no.  At this point we are yelling and there is a four year old sleeping in the next room. I try to take the computer but she snatches it away.  I am left with the strong urge to hit her, but I resist.  That would only get me in trouble, even though she is being a flaming bitch.  So I stand up, say "whatever," and go into my room closing the door.  When I am calm enough not to throw a punch, I go back to her room and say,
"I don't know where you get off thinking you're allowed to be such a bitch.  No one ever let me get away with that kind of behavior when I was fourteen years old, so I don't know why you think you can.  Turn off the damn computer and go to sleep.  Now." 
She slams the computer lid and puts it on the floor, glaring at me.  I say "goodnight," sharply, and go back to my room and write this. 
What.  A.  Bitch. 
Despite all odds, I love her with all of my heart.  I just wish her PMS wasn't so... Violent. 
As always, 
Jules, the High School Nomad. 
August 25, 2010
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