Life with My Sister (to be continued...)

Ch. 2 The Ultimate Crier

After 6 long months, Kylie had another problem, crying all day and night. She’s a nonstop crier! Everyday I need to bear those unbearable cries. And do you know that I was always woken by those disgusting cries! I can’t bear it! If I don’t do something quick I’ll need to bear it for my whole life! Oh god! Please help me! I even begged my mom to buy me a set of earphones for that. Another 6 long months of those unbearable cries! Oh when is it going to stop! I just hope that she can cry less or at least in different tones: whimpering, bawling, weeping, howling etc. But she soon realized life was going to be tougher than that with me*, so she stopped crying so much. (You see that I underlined “so much” that doesn’t mean forever, just……not so often) *as I hate crying, sometimes I’m too savage!

Ch. 3 What kind of nickname is that?

When she was 3 there was another terrible problem, Kylie kept calling me “Ern”. Though this problem was easier to solve, it was not quite a good problem, if any of my friends hear that they will snigger and tell the whole world about it, and I will be doomed for the rest of my life. I know that anger will be no use, so I calmly asked her to stop. She didn’t. And soon I realized she just wanted to make me angry, so I stopped making angry faces. And she soon forgot about it. That was a relief; I don’t want the whole world to call me “Ern” (Actually my mom started all this, she always calls me “Ern”) Now I will tell you the worst news in this universe. The class has found out my personal secret: Ern. The reason? Sigh……it’s an embarrassing story. Well, our class went to field trip; we were supposed to bring our parents. I brought mine (I regretted that), and so the story begins…… It was time for the field trip, I brought my mum. It was a cold day. And my mum ruined my trip……here’s what she said: Mum: Come here and wear your coat “Ern”. She just broadcasted my nickname to the whole crowd! What in the world was she thinking! So now everyone calls me “Ern”, full stop. Happy now!

Ch. 4 Nobody has a problem forgetting to flush the toilet, is it true, or is it not?

Kylie was 4, and she started to forget to flush the toilet! When I started to tell my classmates that, they all stared at me and thought that I am crazy. I can’t think of a solution, so I started to flush for her! My mother stopped me and told Kylie her problem, and done. Mission accomplished! Is it my mom has powers, or Kylie only listens to mom?

Life with My Sister (to be continued...)

Introduction (for my sister)

Since my sister Kylie was born, I knew something was wrong with her. You see ……I have a sixth sense, I can see if the person is a friend or foe (I sound like some old castle knight or maybe like Robin Hood, I can’t decide). Also I can see what she or he is wrong about and good about. I too found out why people have birthmarks, but there are some I don’t understand. Let’s go back to talking about Kylie. Hey? Where was I? Oh yes! Something was wrong with Kylie. That’s the most difficult thing in my life I can’t understand.

Introduction (for myself)

I am a quiet boy most of my time. Though I am quiet, once I open my mouth, words come out like a waterfall. I look serious in person, but actually I am a very humorous boy. I show talent in art and English, but I am very bad at Chinese (that is the only reason I’m typing this in English). Even I think it is peculiar that I was born in China, I live in China and I am no good at Chinese! But now isn’t the time to figure out my problem, it is the time to figure out my sister’s problem. So…let’s get started!

Ch. 1 A Vain Thief for a Sister

It all started when Kylie was 2, she began to become vain. I had started to get angry, because Kylie started stealing my things. Ahhh……I remember that day, I was just starting to do my homework, but then I found out my favorite pencil was gone! Kylie had a peculiar expression on her face. I searched my room, not there. The living room, not there too. At that time, my doubts were all on Kylie. I went into her room and her pencil case was on the floor; I picked it up; opened it; and there it was! I couldn’t believe it! If I don’t put a stop to this, she may start to act like a thief (which I hate, they are sneaky, spooky……) I wanted to stop this from happening. I started by talking to Kylie, she didn’t listen. She just pretended to listen, and after that she ignored what I said, so I wasn’t quite happy about it. Then I started to shout, I just ended up having a little talk with my helper, and she will start babbling about how it is to not shout at Kylie, sometimes I argued with her. But she always won the battle. The last idea I had in my mind was to steal her things too, but it was a complete failure. She didn’t even realize that I had stolen her things. Then I started to steal her more important things, but Kylie always cried and my auntie would be angry at me and wouldn’t let me eat snacks, (which I can’t resist not to eat)*.

*I’m a little too greedy I think……