Casey's Story
This all started when we were quite young.
I was 8 and my sister was 4 or something.
We had those cheap lil' fishes you can get from like Petsmart or some fish/aquatic store. Idk.
But they were like 10 cents each.
I barely remember what happened but, our parents were outside in the backyard working on this bird feeder and my sister and I were inside watching the fish.
Ten minutes later, my sister was there on the couch lookin' all bored and whatnot and since I wasn't paying attention to her--cause who would want to watch her watch fish--she exclaimed, "Ughhh! The fish won't stop being boring!!! Caseyyy, comere'" I ignore her.
"FINE!" She hollered.
"Quiet down, Emily!" I growled not even looking up.
One blink, she was staring down at the bowl.
The other, she GRABBED THE FISH OUT OF THE BOWL and screamed, "OKAY, THAT'S IT YOU STUPID FISH, TIME OUT!!"
😩😑
Long story short, the fish was dead and we weren't allowed to have pets for a while.
