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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sitting staring out the window for my sister to return An overwhelming sadness, my stomach in a churn. She a half day at school and I have not yet started I thought the fates were cruel that we were even parted The sun glinting off the puddles, maybe we'll play outside Or maybe play barbies or color if she wanted to stay inside. From school she returns and asks mom can she go outside to play I ask can I go and she replies "no, they're my friends and you're a baby anyway" Two 5 year old girls waiting on the porch, am I losing my best friend? I hide my disappointment for if I cry I will hear about it to no end Mom tells her to wear rubber boots and change out of her school dress It was in that moment I hatched a plan that was spiteful, I confess. She stripped down to her underwear and began to gather up her stuff When she couldn't find one of the boots she got herself in a huff My sister has a temper and a full blown tantrum fully erupted She began to yell, and started throwing things, until my dad interrupted "This will cool you down", as he put her out on the porch and locked the door Standing outside in underwear, tears streaming, now with something to cry for. Her friends look upon her, their faces register shock If there was only a way that I could turn back the clock. I stare again out the window, but this time at my beloved sister My heart in so much pain that I'm sure it will certainly blister I felt so bad, so dreadful, my stomach tied in one huge guilty knot I slowly walk to the hamper to retrieve the boot from it's hiding spot. *True story, vivid memory for a 3 yr old I know, but this affected me deeply. I told her I hid the boot when we were teenagers, we had a great laugh. For contest: "A Childhood Memory''
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