Sue's POV // Age 8:
"Allen, meet my sister Chrissy." Chrissy smiles at Allen, then Allen returns the favor. I make a nervous giggle that startles both of them. I didn't want to look at Allen, he would think I liked him. I don't want him to think that. I won't look at him. Besides why would he want to see my face when he could look at Chrissy's? I finally get the guts to glance at both of them. I was right, he was staring at Chrissy. Why in the world did I introduce Chrissy to Allen? Allen is mine. All Chrissy will do is make him fall in love with her, and thats not what I want. Everyone likes Chrissy more. I want one thing in life just one. Allen is all I want. Chrissy looks around the backyard and then locks her eyes on his monkey-bars.
"I love monkey-bars!" Chrissy cheers.
She races over to the monkey bars skipping merrily. Allen follows closely behind her. Those are my monkey-bars, that's my Allen. Chrissy jumps up trying to reach the monkey bars with all her might. The monkey-bars tease her. She's to short. Serves her right for trying to climb on my monkey-bars.
"Here, let me help." Allen offers.
He wraps his arms around her legs, and gracefully lifts her up to the height of the monkey-bars. She grabs on, and hangs there for a bit. It's terrible the things I'm wishing would happen to her at that moment. I wished the monkey bars would collapse on her, bash her in the head, and kill her. Then, Allen and I would laugh at her spasms of pain. Allen would kick her in the side until she coughed blood, and I would spit in her eye- no, I would pour rubbing alcohol in her eyes until they became stale like bread. Then, I would roll her dead corpse down the large hill in to the lake. So even if she was still alive, what ever she had left in her would be drowned or eaten by the fish.
Allen jumps up on the other end of the monkey bars, and starts to climb toward Chrissy. They're to close for my taste, way to close. She's got her eyes locked on his. He loves her. I run to Chrissy, and yank her by the legs. She splats on the ground with a thud. She's screaming now. I punch her repeatedly until mom runs over to her.
"SUE!" Mom screams in the distance.
Allen's trying to separate me from her. I turn around and push him down too.
"DON'T YOU TOUCH ME!" I shout.
Mom finally arrives at the scene, and picks me up off the ground. I kick and struggle to get out of her grip, but she wont budge.
"Sue! Why'd you do it?!" Mom yells at me.
I look in between Chrissy and Allen, then at my mother. She isn't blaming me for this is she? She was the one that said If you love something you should fight for it! She's blaming the person who is really hurt? But of course! It's never Chrissy's fault. It never is no, because Chrissy is perfect.
