Cassidy... The epitome of evil

Hey, so now that I have all these followers... my first move is to publicly humiliate the evilest creature in my life... my sister. >:)

HA HA HA

Most of us have siblings. And if you don't have one, I'm sure you have heard countless times how lucky you are. You know all about the fighting, the teasing, the absolute annoyance of it all. And I'm sure all the siblings out there claim to have the most aggrivating sibling there is. But trust me. Mine wins.

See my little sister Cassidy is absolutely visious. I remember when I was about 6, my friends refused to come over to my house. Why? They were scared my sister would bite them again. Oh and I'm sure this is not big news for all of you. Biting seems to be oddly common. But most kids grow out of it. Yea, well not my sister. She's eleven, a sixth grader, and still seems to be teething. But at least her bite marks aren't as odd... See what was rare about my sisters bite mark was the huge gap in the center. My sister had the oddest teeth. Every tooth had more room than it needed. None of her teeth touched each other. They were spread about and stuck out to the point where she didn't have to even bite to make a mark on your skin.

Her laugh is dangerous too. It's boisterous, contagious, and outrageous. When she's laughing, I mean, she will just flop on anything in her way. Whether its a car, a person, a nose. I remember one time her teeth made a cut on my dads nose while she was laughing. Her spongebob laugh. His nose started bleeding. She stuck her teeth right in. We tried to get my dad to wear a bandade to work on his nose. He wouldn't do it. I guess dad's don't think its cool to wear barbie bandades on their noses.

I just think it's funny that it doesn't matter that I am 3 years older than her... She always is the one  chasing ME, and I'm always getting beat up. I mean... I usually win you see, but if she gets really mad, like if I take her chapstick or something, the REALLY special chapstick that is pink and pretty, I need to seek refuge. AND RIGHT AWAY. That means let go of the chapstick and RUN FOR MY LIFE. Grab a door and hold it shut until she finally moves away. Or until I have found a weapon to wave in her face. Weapons like... a bat. A ball. A skooter... or even just a certain ninja move to distract her... like waving my hands back in forth around me and kicking my legs out to make it impossible for her to dig her nails into me.

AHHHHH... I doubt she'll be very happy to see I have posted this now that I have 194 followers... HAHAHAHAH 194 PEOPLE ARE GOING TO SEE THIS?!!! hhahahah oh gosh, I'm getting my ninja on..