I slowly started to open the door. Although I have looked at my sister more than ever in the past two days, I really didn't know what to expect her to look like after my little trip. well that's good to know. and you now not to call girls bullies now? Bullying is not a buzzword, its meaningful" Sure"i replied smugly. The first round she was obviously lost, looking at my hands more than anything else I killed hr easily enough. She just nodded "So THAT'S how you control them" she said before round 2 started, and suddenly she moved with an amazing grace and precision. I gave her character some damage but she killed me. I needed 1 more minute befor I could push away myself from the kitchen counter. My head buzzed *Dang it* I got myself a cold drink from the fridge and I took a few sips, slowly starting to move from the kitchen to the living room. I stopped in the middle of the entrance as I saw 2 nike shoes right in front of my feet.

I started rolling on my skateboard, towards the mall, feeling the vibration of the rough street in my body. My thoughts were mr slowly. The light wind in my sweater calmed me down a bit. You will, of course, make up for this in future and we spent some lovely sibling time with each other, right, Luky-boy ? You really want that, don't you?"

What should I do if someone sexually assaulted, abused, or raped me?

Still crying, I told her to shut up again. She made no response, I slogged off to the shower. I flet somewhat relaxed as the water started coming down and the door behind me started to fog up. I was on my butt and knees, probably crying to myself. My peace was short lived. No, no everything's okay, the week just stressed me out" I was honest and confident... although I missed out on the important detail: my sister. So it ended with her closing my book "Your pretty good at math, for a boy" she said before playfully punching my arm "But lets face facts, if you have a question you need to ask a girl" One last information: This story isn't finished yet. Feel free to comment/share your ideas, thoughts and suggestions with me and the community to fill the story with life.

Her lips were a bit plumper now, think she may have been wearing some light make-up, and she had a pink streak in her perfect blond hair. But she looked very much the same as she always did I was stunned by the question, but suddenly felt myself get mad I ran to the sink and slammed my plate and cup in.

Well I'm already late, I'll leave you here. If there are any problems call me instantly!" With these words my mother kissed my sister on the side of her head and ruffled my hair with her hand. She left the kitchen, and got something from her room. The next I was able to hear, was the front door closing. Food looks good" she said as I took a coke from the fridge. She eyes me curiously "What is that in your hand?" That's not true" I said, before she grabbed a pen with her toes and a piece of paper with her other foot and signed her name, of course it turned out beautiful Females in that age are trash" G made a rejecting hand gesture "now you here calm down and let's go to the skatepark, we got only 2 hours left befor hip hop class" I took two deep breaths while kissing each of these feet. I still leaned on my forearms, now turning my head laterally so I looked at her again.