We would talk about whatever was on our minds until she got tired or I got bored and I would leave again. In my mind I had the mad skills of a spy, which one day would prove to be useful in my future detective career. It ended up with me laughing hysterically, thinking I was the most successful and hilarious super ninja in the world, and her needing to calm down after having a heart attack.
It scared the hell out of her, time and time again. As you can imagine, this caused quite a reaction. Out of nowhere, I would jump from behind her bed and scream. She was usually just staring at the ceiling, minding her own thoughts, probably thinking about rainbows and sheep. Quietly holding my breath, I would slowly change my weight from one foot to the other, until I was standing on the arms of the chair in ducked position.Īt this point, my sister would still be completely unsuspecting of what was about to happen. When I finally reached the big chair after a long and dangerous journey from the door, I would silently climb onto it. I would make him into my accomplice by quietly gesturing him to keep quiet. Sometimes I would only move one limb per minute.Īt times my brother, who slept in the same room, would spot me during this process. Sometimes I would lie down on the floor for minutes without moving. If she simply turned her head and glanced over at the floor she would see me. This was a incredibly slow process, because my sister would be able to catch me with every potential noise I would make. My creative brain had invented the ultimate sport: get to that chair without getting noticed by her.
So occasionally, I would quietly sneak into their room, while they were still awake. Sometimes, at night, when my little sister and brother were already in bed and my elder sister didn’t want to play with me, I got bored with ways of entertaining myself. Sometimes I had the luxury of choosing between the two of them. If one of them didn’t want to play, I would simply hang out with the other one. The good thing about this fact is that while growing up, siblings #1 and #3 were both suitable playmates for me.
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