I Hate my Sister but if you Touch Her I'll Kill You

This is about myself, when I thought I had hated my sister. This also includes past times that I can remember somewhat.
I used to think I hated my sister, Daisy. I thought she was annoying, but I was more hurt from what she did back then to me on a specific Saturday that crushed my whole life to pieces.
I've acted like I've hated her for so long, but now I feel guilty about it, from how I have now grown older and we now both get along.

~ Enjoy ~