............Five years later............
My sister is 5 now and I'm 16, my dad tells my I have to be the adult with her. And if anything ever happens to her it's my responsibility. She misbehaves a lot and when she doesn't get something she cries and I have to pay for it. One day I was cleaning her room of her endless amount of toys and I heard screaming in the next room. I ran over and it was Alex cornered up against a corner and 10 feet away was my father laid on the floor with amounts of blood everywhere. I thought of maybe an intruder was in the household so I got a knife from the kitchen and searched. No glass shattered, no doors unlocked, no way an intruder could wander. I came back to the room where my dad laid dead. I looked upon my sister and she was hiding one of her palms behind her scrawny back. "What's in your right hand Alex?", I said very confused. She nodded with disagreement, "nothing.". I walked over to her and she shuttered back against the wall even more to hide the anonymous object laying upon her palms. I forced her hand open and there laid a small cutting knife drenched in blood. I asked her, "did you do this to daddy?". "No I didn't.", she replied with a slight hesitant upon each word she spoke. Then i remembered when Alex was 4 she used to take my things and I would record her for proof for my father. It laid upon inside the organs of her stuffed bear. "If I see you killing daddy in this video I have to call the police ok Alex?". She suddenly started to charge me with the bloody knife, I grabbed her pink Barbie jump rope and tackled her, tied her to a chair. A few silent minutes passes and then she spoke. "Can I have a juice box I'm thirsty.". I stood there in shock of how she isn't a bit regretting what she had done. "Why did you do this Alex?", I asked with a bit of fright in my voice.
"He wouldn't buy me a game boy", she said having the most naive ignorant look upon her face. I stood there for the next silent minutes staring at my 5 year old sister who just killed my dad because of a game boy. "Mom would've bought me one", she said with a smile. " you didn't even know mom", I yelled. She started to bawl and said these few words that had me scared for my life. "You yelled at me and if you do it again I'll kill you"......
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.teddy.
ChickLitOur family was once very happily living in an urban neighborhood. Food on the table and a roof over our heads was enough for me, but I guess not enough for my older sister, Alex...