( This is just a blurb of my full story )
I wanted to yell at my sister. She was always ruining everything. Of course I knew that It wasn’t her fault, but it was easier to be mad at her for what she had done. I was the one that was going to get in trouble for what she had done, because I was the one that had failed to keep her from being bad, and I had failed to make this evening go well for my mom’s friend. I had failed…
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