The Second Side of the Story

Temptation

As I was saying in the last letter, she was scrambling to pull the soft plush out of the trash can. You could tell she was distraught based on the look of her face. She pulled the banana peel off the head of the plush. It wasn't that dirty and would be back to it's former self after a wash. The rest of the day was filled with laughter and I was praised for putting her in her place. The downside to putting that brat in her place was that she was mommy and daddy's golden child. So I got grounded for a week, she wanted it to be a month but since I had good grades and was an honor student they shorted it. From then on she did everything she could to get on my last damn nerve. She let our dog loose and I had to chase him down for 3 miles, she put gum in my hair forcing me to cut it. She didn't really think the gum thing through because I ended up getting a wolfcut and I looked fucking amazing. She put bleach in my hair mask causing my hair to be dirty blonde. I, again, ended up looking amazing and was still upstaging her. She continued to push my buttons for months. Every. Single. Button. I had finally started to plan the death of my beloved sister, and I had to figure out some way to frame someone else. I thought about who I should frame, then it hit me.... I'll frame you.