( 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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