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You know what's annoying? That thing downstairs watching T.V. That thing my parents like to call a sister. I find that the title Nightmare Child from Hell to be much more appropriate for her, but I have no say in that.

Now, onto why this thing is so annoying. First off, she is a thief. She is a greater thief of time than procrastination. Oh, the countless hours I'm forced to spend in her presence. Entertaining her, fixing things for her, watching her, listening to her, walking her dog, they all contribute to the collasal waste of time. Not only does she rob me of my time with her stupid twelve year old, "popular" problems, but she robs me of my loves. She is the taddle of all tails, the Queen of ratting one out. I don't require much to have a good time, but she manages to take even the simple things from me. An example, my roof. Countless nights I've sat up on my roof enjoying the summer air and fireworks. I decided to share my blissful feeling by telling my mother of the nightly peace one expierences when high above all else. She nodded in agreement, but my sister decided that it would be a good idea to argue with me about the "rule" that some how existed without my knowing it. This then lead to her calling my father who took the roof nights away from me. Other than my beloved roof being stolen by her, my books have also been limited, along with time spent on the computer (not only gaia, but my story writing as well), and costume making. Basically anything that happens indoors is subject to be stolen from me. Instead of doing these things, I am now forced to accompany her on long bike rides, which hurt my butt, and spending hours out in the ninty degree weather of the Great Plains.

What else can this monster possibly do to annoy me further? She talks. Her mouth runs faster than a rabbit hoppin' on hot coals. And the stupid, pointless, immature, and annoyingly girlish things that run from her mouth pierce my ears like a thousand needles giving my brain acupucture! Oh, the torture! I know more about what happens in her class then she probably knows herself! Along with the neverending gossip that pours like a fountain in Kansas City, MO from her mouth, I must also listen to her plans about the successful life she will live, while I, four years her senior, don't even know what college I want to go to, which makes me look like the underachieving idiot of the two of us. Consequentially this leads to my parents interrogating me about whether or not I'll end up like my bum of an aunt. This makes me feel very depressed, as I feel stupid from their criticism. If she could just be normal, then I wouldn't stick out as the black sheep amongst our happy flock.

Overall, my sister is a plague on my life and I wish she would jump off a cliff into a vat of lava like Gollem did at the end of Lord of the Rings. Yes, I'd like it to be a result of sudden success, too.

End of rant.