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Chapter #4
Your little sister is 15 years old
by: Unknown
You enter Emily's room without knocking.
As was normal for this time of day she was deep asleep.
Emily was, in a word, "average" in mind, body, and soul.
She wasn't evil but that didn't make her good or nice either.
She never failed but she never really succeeded like you.
She wasn't:
Beautiful or ugly;
shy or adventurous;
smart or stupid;
fast or slow;
tall or short.
Average.
You place the formula on the bed side table and then you lean over the pillow and yell,
"Wake up, sleepyhead!"
Bang .... crash... ouch!!
Emily had jumped up at the sudden alarm hitting your heads together. You fell backwards on your bottom while she fell off her bed.
"What you do that for?" she asked after she took stock of the situation while rubbing the bump on her head.
You massage the bump on your own head before answering.
"I wanted your opinion on something!"
"And you had to get me up for THAT?"
It's the orange juice on the bed side table I think...." you didn't get to even start to explain what it was or what it might do before your sister downed it in one mouthful.
"Yuck... phooey... what the hell was that?"
"It was..."
"I know I'm a Goddess now. Every time a Goddess asks a question, they instantly know the answer."
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