To my younger brother Chris!
For the love of all that's holy, please don't dress Princess with my favorite blanket. I know you take it when I'm asleep.
Don't change my cup of tea to your cup of pee. I know you mess with that everyday.
And for the love of all that's holy, please don't go around showing your private thing. It's called private for a reason. It's not PUBLIC. I know you are old enough to figure this out.
Don't take my books and draw dinosaurs on them. I know you love Barney, I do too. But a purple dinosaur on every page of my Twilight book was so NOT COOL. :/
And for the love of all that's holy, please don't try putting mom's make up on your face. I know you want to look like Joker but you look like a creepy pirate.
Don't shout at my ears when I'm asleep. I know I need my sleep to keep up with you.
Don't use me to wipe your hands off your ice cream. I know you eat a lot of those.
Don't run to the ocean on your own. I know mom will kill me if you drown.
Don't play with your food. I know dad will force me to eat it. You know what he's like with wasted food.
Lastly, for the love of all that's holy, please exist my little imaginary brother. I know I've been waiting for you for a long time. Love, Your not imaginary sister Lyn :)