Vanessa climbed down from her bed and sighed. She really wished her parents would get her a stepstool or something, only being three feet tall sucked! She sighed and went downstairs to the kitchen, hoping her younger sister wasn’t around. Why couldn’t wendy have been the one cursed to be small! Vanessa sighed and jumped to reach the counter, then climbed up onto it. She then walked across, stepping over the sink, and pulled open a cabinet above her, taking out a bag of chips half the size she was then climbing down.
And as if on cue here came the brat. “Hey *little* sis.” Wendy taunted. Vanessa rolled her eyes and ignored her, carrying the giant bag of chips up to her room until wendy grabbed it out of her hands. “Hey now shortie, don’t ignore me. Can you even get this up the stairs?”
“Yes I can, now give it back I’m watching a movie.” Vanessa said in annoyance and jumped to try and grab the chips, to no avail.
“Haha~ what a loser. You’re an adult and yet you can’t reach a bag being held by a thirteen year old child.” Wendy taunted, feeling vindicated after all the bullying she had received from vanessa.
Vanessa eventually jumped and grabbed the bag, marching upstairs soth some expletives.
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