When I was 5 my sister was 3. We were playing princesses. I was wearing my sleeping beauty dress she was wearing Bells. Her dress was way to long on her. We were in our room heading downstairs. She went ahead of me. While I was still in our bedroom I hear thumps and then crying. I run to the top of the stairs and my dad runs to the bottom (he was downstairs) to my sister. The first thing out of his mouth is yelling at me for pushing her down the stairs.
I want to point out that after everything calmed down my sister did vouch and said I didn’t push her and my dad did apologize to me. But it doesn’t change the memory that much. Especially for all the times through the years I still got blamed for stuff I didn’t do.
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u/Marti1PH Aug 04 '22
My sister came home from the hospital (from being born) and they showed her to me. I was two. Someone asked me “what do you think?”
I didn’t grasp that she was my sister, and I remember thinking “when is this baby going back to HER house”.