I’LL BE THERE…
As a sister I have the right.to tease you, fight with you ,and make you cry, I have the right you call you names and steal your shoes, to follow you ‘round, and be a pain.
Gimme the ice cream! were’s your manners? I’m your sister! learn to share!
Don’t steal my new my-shirt! i bought it specially 4 me! Whaddaya ya mean ,you really want it? Fine use it! Just stop sulking!
I saw him first! tough luck girl he’s my property. find a new guy………sis!
My money,I earned it! My converse,I bought it! That’s my make-up, don’t use it!!
GOSH sisters!!!
Stop giving me attitude! You started it,first! Whatever! When you ready to admit you’r wrong……..….you know were you can find me
Didn’t mom teach you anything? Don’t-fight-with-your-big-sister! Did you just throw that pillow at me? Think you can aim better? You’re gonna wish you hadn’t started this
five minutes later,laughing on the floor. sisters back to normal just like before, from petty quarrels to midnight feasts from being your body-guard to partner in crime..
Best of friends,the worst of enemies….still when you need me, IM ALWAYS THERE…
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