My Tia Casi and I have a bad relationship, granted the women is crazy, but it always wasn't like this. When I was younger I loved the women, as she would spoil me and that's how you win over children. It wasn't until I was about 9 or so that she deemed me evil. See around this time my aunt was battling Breast Cancer, so she was staying at my Abuelita's house while she was going through Chemo. I was always there because that's where I went after school until my mom picked me up.
One day I grew tired of watching Novela's with my Abuelita so I decided to go into my aunt's room to watch a movie. So you know I picked out my favorite video at the time, which was probably like The Iron Giant. I walked to her room and popped the cassette into the VCR (like one would do in those days) and sat down on her bed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw it. You know what it was? It was my aunt's wig. This is where the trouble begins. See at the time, for some odd reason, I didn't understand that this was a wig, like a wig that wasn't for a costume, or for me to play with. At the time I just saw it as a cheap version of one of those Barbie Styling heads.
I found the scissors and that wig was a gone.
This is why my Aunt hates me.
Sophie
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