Kidnapping Our Baby Sister For Revenge

'Dear Mother 

Because you gave up on me, and never believed in me, I kidnapped your little princess for pay back. 

Sincerely, your unwanted son.'

        I wrote the letter quickly as I steered at the kindergarden playground. There sat my little sister. I thought I would hate her for being the perfect one in the family. I thought I would feel jealous, but as I looked at her face, observing the world, I suddenly felt attached to her. I felt as if she needed me just as I needed her. Hm, maybe if I kidnap her, things will turn out for the best. 

         I slowly got out of the car and walked towards her. How old was she? 3? She looked a bit younger. She was a cute little girl. She looked pretty vulnerable too, just like her mother. She looked up at me when my shadow blocked her sand castle. She had a comical look on her face. I bent down with a smile. "Hi! Do you want some ice cream?" I said with all my enthusiasm. Instantly, her face brightened. "Sure!" She said excitedly. I grinned as I took her hand and brought her to my car. Jees, kids were so easy this days. What happened to supervisors in the kindergarden? 

       I quickly drove in front of the house I was kicked out of when I was 11 years old. My little sister, Cicely, was looking at the view as if she still didn't know her own house. I chuckled at her reaction. Quickly, I got out of the car and threw my letter in the mailbox. When I turned around, I saw Cecily outside too, only she just stood in front of the car with an unsure expression. Instantly, I put her back in the car and began to drive away. I heard a loud sight from beside me. That was Greg, my other sibling. He was only a few months younger than me, so we were pretty close. He was the one who planned of kidnapping Cicely for revenge. 

      "What's wrong, mister?" Cecily asked from behind us. Greg turned around with a confused yet amused look on his face. "Mister?" He said with laugh-line. I turned around, seeing her nod her head with a shy expression. No wonder mom stopped drinking for her. Cecily was the cutest thing in the world. Too bad I wasn't ever going to let her be free for at leas a second. From now on, Cecily was mine.

      "When am I getting my ice cream?" She asked nervously. I sighted. Oh, yea, I forgot about that. I parked in front of a kids' store, knowing that there would be ice cream in there somewhere. Greg went and bought her a big, chocolate ice cream. She should eat it while she has the little freedom left. We drove from city to city. The day went dark. Cecily was a quiet girl so we didn't have to make her scared just yet. It was a good thing she was asleep too. We arrived to California 4 hours later. Both Greg and I were going to pass out at any seconds. I quickly took Cecily in my arms and brought her to her new house. Greg followed by with half closed eyes. Cecily's tiny body seemed to fit in my arms perfectly. I almost didn't want to let go of her anymore. 

       I brought her to her new room and locked her inside. She wouldn't be able to escape by any chance. I went in her bed and slept beside her. She was asleep when she hugged me tight as if she was hugging her stuffed teddy bear. I've been watching her for a while, so I knew the type of girl she was. A smile crossed my face as I thought of all the pain my mom would feel when she reads the letter. It's too bad Cecily was raised by her. Cecily deserved someone who wouldn't abandon her children. I wonder if my mom ever told her about us. It's been 7 years since I've ever stepped in her property with Greg by my side. I wonder if Cecily knows what our family is really like. As the morning came, I grumbled as I got the ropes out and began to tie her tiny body. I really didn't want to do it, but I couldn't just let her out of sight. She needed to learn that from now on, the only people she could express herself and talk to was me and Greg.