Ana Zamudio Soberanes
Nasty siblings
It was morning; I opened my eyes and felt the great air that entered through the window. At that time, something that I loved was the calm that I felt when I was awake. I breathed the pure air and enjoyed the pacific place where I was. Suddenly, everything changed, my little brother beat me with a pillow; my big sister shouted at me and all my family moved quickly like a hurricane. They probably were the craziest. I felt that I wasn’t part of the family; and I thought that maybe I was switched in the hospital when I was born.
Time passed and my family didn’t change. My sister scolded me about nonsense and my little brother was always eager to play with me, but I really wanted to be in a pacific place. Although I was little, I kept my distance from everybody. With the time, I began to live in my own world and I began to create different stories in my mind so I took a pencil to draw all the things that I wanted.
One day in the school, a big girl came to me and began to bother me. She hit me in the face and picked up my school bag. I was really angry with her but I couldn’t do anything. I only wanted to cry. In that moment the big girl fell down with my things. I didn’t know what happened, I only saw a small girl who pushed the bully girl. Nobody with that size could confront that “Godzilla”. By surprise, the small girl was my big sister.
My sister hit the other girl, but “Godzilla” was very strong and she took the sweater of my sister and she started to shake her. I couldn’t help her because I was scared. A teacher saw the spectacle and summoned the two girls at the office. I waited out for a long time. When my sister left, she told me that the director suspended her for 2 weeks. Soon after, our parents came and began to scold my sister. I was really sorry for all problems that I caused.
I understood that my sister scolded me sometimes because I was very apathy with people, but in spite of that, she always stood by my side and confronted my problems when I didn’t pay attention. On the other hand, I remembered that my little brother always watched me when I was drawing because he admired me and he lent me his colors because I didn´t have.
Now I know that we always will be together, because we protect each other and that´s why nothing bad can happen to us, because we are a family, and they were waiting for me before I was born, that´s why I think that this is the best story I can create, they are in it.
