Chapter Two; "How is this Fair!"

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Another feast!  My family always has a big feast for a special holiday, even Halloween-well...since I can't trick or treat.  Sometimes we'll even do a small feast just for fun.  But since it's thanksgiving, we are gonna have quite a big feast. 

I of course, get to do whatever I want.  I just decided to help, since there is nothing to really do.  I put up the table cloth, turn on fancy music, and place the cooked turkey on a big golden plate.  People say my family is "rich."  I don't know what they mean by rich, but it must be something that has to do with being spoiled.

When my parents and I were all finished decorating, the house was fancy as a palace.  Everything was perfect-until...my older brother came.  My brother and I have a bit of a rivalry.  So he was sent to live with Aunt Lynda and Uncle Rob.

"You look beautiful!  A Little Angel!"  Mother sang.

"As beautiful as the sunset!"  Father cried.

"Oh great, I see the overrated devil has arrived," my brother smirked.

"I know you are but what am I?"  I chuckled.

"The best sibling ever!"  He said, hoping I would say, "I know you are but what am I!"

"I know I am but what are you?"  I winked.

"Can you shut up for once!"  My brother was really annoyed at this point, why keep him this annoyed?  I should make him so annoyed that he will be quite!

"I know you should but what should I?" I said irritatingly, "Sorry, I can't hear you!  Should I stop tuning out that weird high pitched voice of yours?"  I laughed, and ran away.

It was time to say prayers.  We all sat together and closed our eyes. My dad said, "The lord has blessed us, with this beautiful world.  I am thankful for love, peace, food, shelter, and you guys."

"That was beautiful, father," I said.

"Yeah, as beautiful as your giant feet," said my brother.

"Shawn!"  Mother scowled, "A Little Angel is a size six and a half, child!"

I kind of wanted to laugh, but I decided I shouldn't.

"Her feet are bigger than mine!"  Shawn whined.

"Because you have baby feet!  Same with your hands, I bet that's the reason you act like a baby!"  Mother roared.

Just as I imagined, every feast, Shawn starts a huge argument.  Luckily, my family was so caught up with the fight, they didn't realize I snuck out.

The problem was, I forgot there was a severe hurricane outside.  I could barely see, I wanted to run away, but I can't even get up.  The wind knocked me down, right before the giant tree, that happened to land on me.

The world went black, and that all I remember...

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