She should get an award. An award that states 'World's most irritating human known to mankind. She's always taking away my personal items and running away with them. And I'm like Really? But my mom tells me to 'Respect her, she is older that you.' Urgh. I can't live with that puffy haired earthling that acts like a cat. Yet I can't live without her. She is my best friend. The person I can tell all my secrets to. And stay up all night with. I trust her and she trusts me. Her lengthy legs chasing after me. My shorter ones speeding away. I run into my room, and slam the door in her sharp featured face.
A few days ago, my mom told my sister and I about when we were younger. Where my sister stole a block from me, I took another block and smaked it onto her forehead.
But I still love her. :)