My mom had a really bad headache, so she decided to take a long nap. My brother and I were toddlers that DID NOT want to lay down nap at all. After wondering around the kitchen I found a bag with clear tape in it, and showed it to little Doug. For some reason I did not know it was tape somehow, so we tried to open it to see what it did. "OH MY GOSH IT STICKS. DOUG HELP." I probably once thought as it got all over me. It was so long ago I don't know what he did to piss me off, but I took the tape and stuck him to the refrigerator door. I have never been the best sister. For some reason unknown, I put my back against the refrigerator door and started to tape myself to it. We used a criss cross pattern to keep ourselves on there. We took turns handing each other the tape to make sure we were equally stuck. When our mom woke up she walked into the kitchen to see us just chilling there on the refrigerator. She said we must of had a sibling code or something, because Doug was still nonverbal at that point and I was only round four.
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Literatura faktuRandom stories about my little sisters and younger brother/old stories and life shit. I can't do grammar right, even if my likfe depended on it.
