Dear Lord…
I was an evil big sister.
- When the movie Gremlins came out my brother developed a phobia of the “bad” gremlins. So for the next month I took every opportunity to scare the crap out of him. Did the tape delay of gremlin sounds just as he was falling asleep. I set an alarm clock to wake him up 3 hours after he went to bed. Waited in his closet and when the alarm went off, started flinging stuffed gremlins at him.
- Would break stuff on purpose then blame him. He would get so hysterical when falsely accused. I would stand there and calmly say to my parents,“Look how crazy he’s acting. He must be guilty.”
- Convinced him he was adopted. The kicker being my mom was in on it. She had a whole big story about finding him in a rubbish bin while talking me on a walk. It got to the point where he started asking to see his birth certificate.
- Got him sent to military school out of state.
My Mom is truly sick and twisted.
-A guy Mom used to work with was “shell shocked” in Vietnam. So, every so often,my Mom would drop armfuls of research books when he was around and giggle while he hit the deck.
:rolleyes: