My Sister

by Evie aged 7

last week was mysterious
I went to my sister’s house
it’s mysterious because I sat in the front of her car
with no seat
at bedtime we stayed up late
my sister is called charlie
she’s 16
she’s really nice to me
my other sister is moody
charlie is pretty
she dies her hair every week
joking every year
she dies her hair joking
I dont know HOW MANY TIMES SHE HAS TO DIE IT

(Thank you charlie for having me)

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