Evil little Sally

Evil little Sally

A Story by Free Minded- Quiet Writer
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Brothers and sisters never get along, so why should these two? Sally is 6 but is evil. Tommy who is 12 has to put up with her everyday, rather he likes it or not!

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Tommy!!!

     "Tommy! Get down here mister!" the mother yelled. Tommy ran down the stairs breathless. "Yeah mom?" he said. "What happened to my 200 dollar vase? Where is it Tommy!" the mother said to Tommy. "Mom I don't know! Sally is the one who runs all over the place ask her!" His mother gave him a look that Tommy couldn't take.   "Mom! I'm telling you Sally might or does know where it is!" Tommy exclaim.

   She said alright and called Sally down. "Yes mommy?" Sally grinned sweetly. "Sweety to you know where mommy's vase is?" the mother asked. Sally shook her head. "The last time I saw it Tommy was dusting the vase." she did another sweet grin. "Oh! What? Sally that's not true you know I was playing video games! Why would I dust? Whe don't even have a duster!" Tommy told his sister. "Mom?" he loooked at her hopefully she would believe him.

     She gave him a glare. "Tommy you lied to me!" He saw Sally smiling happily. "What? Mom please you gotta believe me!" Tommy tried to say he was right. Only one thing, he was. "Young man no video games for a month! No Tv! No computer! Find my vase and give it to me now!" His mother yelled at him and Tommy couldn't believe it!. For five years he has been blammed for everything ever since that little devil came to town.

     And Sally always congrats herself with some fake tea with her play dolls. "Fine I will look for it but  I won't find it!" Tommy looked everywhere in the house. Exsept for Sally's room. He hated going in there. It was a death trap for him. "Where is it?" Tommy asked himself. He checked the kitchen, the basement, the attic,and the garoge, including the yard. "I'm not going in Sally's room! I'm not I'm not!" Tommy gulped.

     He was steps away from her bedroom door. Come on you wimp! Open the door! Nothing is going to happen. He asured himself. He gripped the doornob. Twisted it to the left then right. Opened the door slowly. WHAM! He got hit with the vase. "You should of came here first butthead!" Sally told him. "You weaker then I thought!" she giggled. "Mommy Tommy found the vase! It was in his room!" She yelled through the hallway. "What no!" Tommy sceamed.

     His mom cam stopping up the steps. "Tommy what in the world! Give me that! Go to your room young man!" His mother yelled. Once again Sally was giggling in her room have a tea party with Melly her dolly. Their mother opened Sally's door. "Aww having a tea party sweetie?" Sally nodded. "Tea mommy?"

© 2009 Free Minded- Quiet Writer


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Added on April 25, 2009
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