Worse than Bratz
There’s always that one sibling in the family that the other siblings avoid. I believe every family has that one sibling who is a snitch. The brat you can never trust because they can 't keep a secret, even if their life depended on it. That person in my family is me.
Whenever my siblings would try to keep a secret from my parents, they would all leave me in the living room with my little brother to distract me, so I don 't find anything suspicious. This has happened more times then I could remember. There was one time, though, I felt just a little guilt of what I did to them. They were doing the usual, leaving me in the living room to watch Thomas the Train, which in my opinion, is the worst tv show on Pbs …show more content…
It was a hot day and we lived in a place called Bosaso. Bosaso was the desert part of Somalia with no shade or anything. So imagine that place in the summer with limited water. We had limited water because the water tank came once a month. We had to make sure we didn 't waste any water until the water tank came. One day, I was so dehydrated and decided to go to the tank to get some water. I tilted the tank to see if there was some water in there. I heard swish sounds and was glad there was some water. I tilted the tank to get the water in one corner and placed my cup underneath. As I was just about to get water,someone shoved me to the side making me land on the floor. I looked up in shock and noticed it was the maid who pushed me to the floor. She apologized and said she was in a rush. I got angry because she took all the water. She and I both knew we wouldn 't be getting any water for the next three days. Three days without water was a big struggle. I went to my aunt 's room and started sobbing about how the maid threw me to the floor and grabbed my water from me. I told her she gave me a bruise and that I would tell my mom on both of them, my aunt and maid if my aunt didn 't do something about the situation. My aunt was taking care of us in Africa, while my parents were away. She was responsible and held accountable for anything that happens to my siblings and I. My aunt called the maid in and the maid immediately attacked me when she came in. I have no idea on how she knew what I said about her, since I was inside the room. She started cursing me out. I did what any 10 year old would do, I bit her and didn 't let her go, until my aunt grabbed me away from her. I was fighting against a 28 year old. Victory was
There’s always that one sibling in the family that the other siblings avoid. I believe every family has that one sibling who is a snitch. The brat you can never trust because they can 't keep a secret, even if their life depended on it. That person in my family is me.
Whenever my siblings would try to keep a secret from my parents, they would all leave me in the living room with my little brother to distract me, so I don 't find anything suspicious. This has happened more times then I could remember. There was one time, though, I felt just a little guilt of what I did to them. They were doing the usual, leaving me in the living room to watch Thomas the Train, which in my opinion, is the worst tv show on Pbs …show more content…
It was a hot day and we lived in a place called Bosaso. Bosaso was the desert part of Somalia with no shade or anything. So imagine that place in the summer with limited water. We had limited water because the water tank came once a month. We had to make sure we didn 't waste any water until the water tank came. One day, I was so dehydrated and decided to go to the tank to get some water. I tilted the tank to see if there was some water in there. I heard swish sounds and was glad there was some water. I tilted the tank to get the water in one corner and placed my cup underneath. As I was just about to get water,someone shoved me to the side making me land on the floor. I looked up in shock and noticed it was the maid who pushed me to the floor. She apologized and said she was in a rush. I got angry because she took all the water. She and I both knew we wouldn 't be getting any water for the next three days. Three days without water was a big struggle. I went to my aunt 's room and started sobbing about how the maid threw me to the floor and grabbed my water from me. I told her she gave me a bruise and that I would tell my mom on both of them, my aunt and maid if my aunt didn 't do something about the situation. My aunt was taking care of us in Africa, while my parents were away. She was responsible and held accountable for anything that happens to my siblings and I. My aunt called the maid in and the maid immediately attacked me when she came in. I have no idea on how she knew what I said about her, since I was inside the room. She started cursing me out. I did what any 10 year old would do, I bit her and didn 't let her go, until my aunt grabbed me away from her. I was fighting against a 28 year old. Victory was