Well, I woke up on Thursday and got ready for school (two hour delay since sophmores were taking the OGTs [Ohio Graduation Tests] and, seniors and juniors didn't have to be there till 9:45 AM). After I got out of the shower and got dressed, my sister came into the bathroom and kept bothering me about how I was making her late for whatever (she was up way before me and I got up at 8:38 AM. She had time to do what she needed to do).
I ignored her and thought about just being mean and jokingly tell on her, so I said, "Mom. (sister's name) keeps talking to me." My mom started laughing and told her to stop. So she comes into the kitchen and tries to pick a fight, pulling my hair, calling me a *****. After a while, I stood up and looked at her. She started laughing, I started laughing (almost sarcastic like), then gave her a dirty look and punched her in the stomach. She looked at me with shock and tried hiding behind my mom, screaming, "Mom! Help me!" I know not to fight my mom, so I turned around, got my phone and my book, ready to leave for school. She starts doing it again while my mom moves off to the dining room, so I slammed my stuff down, turned around, made my sister move into the corner, while she started screaming for my mom. Instead, my mom said, "Sorry, I'm over here. You're on your own."
So, my sister tried laughing, hoping I'd stop. Instead, I kept making her go back against the stove, getting ready to punch her (I wasn't really going to. My dad was right there, and I didn't want to get in trouble, xD even though I probably wouldn't have). She grabbed my dad's arm while he was getting coffee and he said, "Dad. Please help mee." Instead, my dad shrugged her off and sighed like, "Your own damn fault. Not going to help you."
She learned not to bother me after that for the day. :)
(She's nine years older than me, weighs more, about the same height. >_> Maybe she shouldn't pick fights with me.)
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