A tale of two sisters that resulted in a war

You have a teenage sister, what do you do?

My sister is no normal teenager. Oh no no no! She is a bit feisty and self observed. She cares too much with what she wears, how she looks, and what others think of her. She likes to be original, no one to even dare do anything similar to what she does or says, and likes to talk back like no tomorrow.

That’s my sister, but this is me.

I suffer from anger management problems. Therefore, I talk back with the palm of my hand. I say two or three words to drive a nail in someone’s heart so they end up crying. I don’t like anyone talking back to me, ever! I hate people who nag and complain without a valid reason, and I don’t like show offs and fakes.

My sister and I don’t get along. I love her to death if she was a mute! Well, when she is sleeping, how about that?

So what did my sister do to me that my blood pressure has risen ten fold?

I went to the mall to go shopping. I am pretty much replacing my entire wardrobe to something that is more stylish and with the times. So I went from one store to the other finding nice things, and buying them. I come home, and the SISTER sees the bags. She got mad and said, “WHY DID YOU SHOP FROM THE SAME STORES THAT I SHOP AT?” I said, “Excuse me? I don’t see your name engraved on each store?” She said, “Does not matter! I only shop from there. Stop copying me.”

I got mad, really really mad and said, “I buy whatever I want you freak!”

She went to whine to mom, and mom looked at the clothes and said, “Those are nice. Nice Mona. Come with us tomorrow to the other bigger mall in the north and I will show you more stores.”

My sister was FURIOUS to the point she wanted to murder me with her eyes. She said, “do you promise don’t walk with us and not shop from this store and that store.” I was like OH MY GOD! I said, “Do you want me to slap you? Do you want to cry? I am merciless and I don’t have time for this stupid argument.” She said, “I am original and I don’t want you to DARE copy me or wear ANYTHING from stores I like. No matter what it is!”

That’s when I held her head and pulled her hair till she screamed, and I came here to my lovely mini-office to write about it.

Angry, Blah Blah, They said what?, Whatever!