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What is it like to have a naughty sister?

I have a very naughty sister. I never knew a naughty girl could be so lovable. Facing the same thing, she always gives you unpredictable reactions: "I took her to the washing machine to take pictures, and in a blink of an eye she climbed in and played hide and seek with me." This is this kind of sudden fun.

I remember one time when I was a child, I took her to the People’s Park to play. She insisted on going to the zoo to see peacocks. We disagreed, but she insisted on going, so I reluctantly agreed. My sister disappeared just as I was about to turn around. I was sweating anxiously, but I didn't dare to tell my mother. After a while, I saw a large group of people gathered at the gate of the zoo. Out of curiosity, I ran over and saw that it was my sister, and her head was stuck in the gate of the zoo. It turned out that my sister ran away alone when we didn't agree, but she didn't bring any money, so the auntie at the door wouldn't let her in. She thought of a way: get in through the door hole. But who knew she would get stuck at the door as soon as she squeezed her head in. You can't get in, you can't get out. This time she was anxious. In the end, it was the zoo staff who rescued her.

When we were little, she would always go to my bed and cause trouble. She ruined my books and broke my pens. The two of us often fought and quarreled. Now that we have grown up, although I can’t say how much I love her, I will never allow outsiders to bully her. Isn't it about what she thinks about me? She was bullied at school two years ago. I skipped school and beat up those two brats. How dare my sister bully her? Tired of living.

Now that we have grown up, my sister is not naughty but has become a lot more ladylike. I also went to school in other places for a few months and was able to come home to visit. My sister cried when she saw me and I returned to school. Crying and dragging me not to let me go, holding my suitcase without losing it. My eyes were red, but my mother finally asked her to let go. I felt that the relationship between the sisters became deeper as they grew up. I want to always protect her.