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My perspective on siblings.

Well, I have two different persepectives because I have two different siblings.

My older brother: A complete insane lunatic. But I love him. We are really close and 'in sync.' We can look at each other and think the same things! It's really funny how often we get into "Jinx wars." We are really close and people think we look really alike, though I don't see it. He's two years and two days older than me; however I'm almost as tall as him so more often then not we are assumed as twins.

My little sister: The whole point of this? To rant.

My little sister is a disrespectful spoiled little brat. In all honesty I CAN NOT STAND HER. You know how when you don't like someone you can't think of anything good about them? Yup. That's my little sister.

Don't get me wrong, I love her, but that sad part is I really only love her because she is my sister.

If I were five years younger and not her sister, I'm not sure I'd want to be her friend.

EXCEPT she's 'perfectly fine' around her friends except for being slightly bossy.

But me? And my parents? And my brother? SHE HAS NO RESPECT. SHE DOESN'T CARE. NO. RESPECT. WHATSOEVER.

Let me tell you some stories.

So, once upon a time, me and my sister would play with American girl dolls and Playmobil. SO, we'd play, happily, she'd be a little bossy, but that's okay. But THEN. Suddenly.

I'd pull out my doll's bikini. Or boots. Or blanket. Or playmobil cat. Or cat bed. Or crown. You get the point.

Then, suddenly, she'd want it. She'd start crying and beg me to let her use it, or to give it to her, because I have EVERYTHING and she doesn't have ANTYHING cool. (She has a giant unicorn and the freedom of not having your parent's watching your everymove for Pete's sake!!) Then, she'd call mom. (Because mom usually wasn't home when we did this, not sure why.) She'd give mom a sob story about how she didn't have ____. To my utter HORROR a few weeks later my sister would march around the house showing off her new ____.

WHY MOM!

IF SHE COMES FREAKING CRYING THEN DON'T GIVE IT TO HER. WHAAIIIIII!?!??!

Another story that just happened and is the reason I'm complaining.

She went sledding at out large hill. I might've gone, but I'm sick. SOooooo, she knocked on the FRONT door, where you're NOT supposed to drag all of the snow in so you don't have to drag your snowgear to the garage and cover the floor in snow and all that stuff. Also, she had left the innertube, which is about the same size as her, leaning against the fence and NOT where we are supposed to put it. I told her so and said I wouldn't let her in, and that she wasn't supposed to come in that way anyways. 

SOOOOO. She started sobbbing. And crying. And we ended up spending way too much time fighting at the front door when, as I told her, she could be inside drinking hot cocoa and sitting in front of the fire.

But NOOOO. She REFUSED to have any common sense. SO, FINALLY after I let her inside for a minute, she put it where it was supposed to go (Only when I threatened to tell mom) and came in the garage, where she proceeded to say she hates me and that I'm a jerk.

Sometimes she really hurts me. 

Like when, we had seen the Nothern lights. The next night she said, "I wonder if there will be more tonight."

"Nope."

"How do you know?"

"Because there are clouds." (I had just walked the dogs.)

"But there still might be Northern lights."

"No...there won't be."

"Katie, you don't know more than me."

"Yes. I do. I am older, and know more, because I am older. You may know some things that I do not know, but I know a LOT of things you won't know until you are 13."

"Noo."

I basically know more then you because I ACTUALLY have common sense.  

One time my brother and I were talking about my sister. We were very annoyed by my parents favorite saying. "She's only seven."

Yes. She's only seven. But she has common sense! Eventually my brother and I figured out she didn't have common sense.

No common sense, no respect, and an attitude.

FINALLY my parents are trying to do something about it, but I think it may be too late. She's already been on this path for eight years, so...yeah...

I feel bad...but...I mean...it's really hard. She doesn't even consider me as a human being, as her older sister.

We've teased her a lot, because that's what older siblings do and all, and she teases us even though it doesn't really effect us.

She has her moments...but...most of them...the ones that have impacted me and remained grounded in my memory, they are the REALLY bad ones. Which is a lot.

But now I feel like it's MY duty to make sure she actually will have friends and someone will actually love her when she is older.

Of course, she doesn't care. She is going to lose, so. Many. Great people in her life if she doesn't change her ways.

I don't mean to sound mean...but...that's what I feel about my sister.

Do any of you guys have siblings like her?

Thanks if you actually read all of my ranting. I kinda needed it to channel my anger.

Do you guys have any tips on how to handle her?