There's a storm in my teacup!

Well, in my dollar store mug.

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Another entry in the world of crazy relatives.
Ickle Cute Thing
My sister disliked me so much for being the new kid on the block, because I was an irresistibly cute ickle brother, stealing her mantle of most loved kid in the family with my bug-eyed charm. She suffered from a bout of temporary insanity and wanted rid of me at the earliest opportunity.

So there I was, with my little chubby face, sitting next to my sister in the back of the car, just about to doze asleep after a nice bottle of milk and an afternoon of happy gurgling, which made the family 'aww' like the easily-pleased fools they were.

We're parked at a set of traffic lights, we're waiting for the lights to turn green so we can head home after a wonderful day at the beach.

The light turns amber and my sister unfastens my seatbelt, opens the car door and pushes me out. I don't know how she rehearsed it, but the timing was perfect, the sounds of the deed were masked by the car's engine, which was wheezing itself into motion. I bounced out of the car and landed by the side of the road, my eyes wide as the moon, watching with a look of confusion as the car begins to pull away. If she hadn't shut the car door so loudly, she might have gotten away with it.

The grazed knee I obtained from the fall wrecked an otherwise wonderful 21st birthday.

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Ahahahah oh I love the way you wrote this.

Agree with Meisje, nice twist at the end.

WOW...That's pretty insane...My friend has a story like that, but she was the abuser

Glad you weren't left on the side of the road :P


Because you just told me to post my suggestion randomly on any of your LJ threads so you could remember:

Cat's Cradle by Vonnegut

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