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This story is about my little sister and me.
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Usually we got along well together. But...
sometimes my little sister was a real pest.
Particularly when I had to babysit.
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But she was a good listener
when I told bedtime stories.
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Sometimes I hated having to share things with her all the time.
But she was a great pirate!
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One day my little sister did a terrible thing.
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She thought my pet turtle
needed more exercise.
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So she decided to set it free in the pond!
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When I saw what she had done, I was crosser than I had ever been before. Now she was going to get it from me.
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But my parents didn't like that idea
and separated us quickly.
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My sister said that she was sorry.
But I felt that was not enough!
I was very angry.
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She even offered to buy me a new turtle with her pocket money. But I didn't want a new one. I wanted MY turtle back!
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My parents didn't say much. They seemed to be on her side.
I went to my room and slammed the door as loudly as I could.
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I thought of many ways to punish my little sister.
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I tried to get some sleep.
But it didn't work.
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I began to feel sick. I was convinced I even had a temperature!
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I was too upset to get out of bed. Meanwhile, my sister was singing and dancing in the garden. She seemed to be having the best time of her life.
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I was the one who was upset and my little sister didn't seem to care at all. My turtle was gone! How could she forget all about it so easily?
I was cross, cross, CROSS!
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I punched my pillows
a few times as hard as I could, let go of an awful scream...
and felt a lot better.
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Finally I knew what to do.
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I got up and put on my shoes.
Then I went outside to where
my sister was feeding the dog.
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I said to her, "I'll help you with that," and she smiled.
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"By the way," I said after a little while,
"the thing with the turtle is OK. I'm not angry anymore."
"Does that mean we're friends again?" asked my sister.
"Yes," I said. "We're friends again."
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I was surprised how easy it was to say that. Then I asked her, "Do you want to come to the pet shop with me?"
"To buy a new turtle?"
"No," I said and smiled. "We're going to buy a couple of hamsters," I said. "One for you and one for me. We can keep them in the old aquarium."
My sister took my hand and off we went.
