This Terrible Hate Story

So when my sister was born, I loved her. Then she turned 3 and suddenly, for some unknown reason, I hated her. So I purposely lost her three times. Once at this giant park, once at Walmart, and once at the mall. The time at the mall, she was holding a cup of water when we found her. We asked where she got it and she said she found it somewhere.

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