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My lil' sister came into my room tonight to talk, looking really miserable. She just sat down on my bed, curled her legs under her...and burst into tears. sad She started telling me about how she didn't want to go to school tomorrow because a girl two years older than her in her P.E. period was being horrible to her and calling her nasty names. Her locker is right below this other girls, and so she can't exactly avoid coming into contact with her. My sis didn't want to tell our parents because she was afraid they'd call the school and make things worse.

But the story didn't end there. stare

Being a smart girl, and pretty mature for her age, my sister waited till after class and had a quiet word or two with the teacher. She very politely stated the issue, and requested that her locker be switched to another location so that she could avoid the problem.

Nothing was done about it. stressed

My sister put up with this bullies abuse for another whole week before she spoke with the teacher again, this time in earnest. This time the teacher merely spoke with the other girl, and left it alone. This only served to worsen the other girls behavior. Desperate, my sister made one more plea for help.

This pathetic excuse for a human being, who dares to masquerade as an instructor and nurturer of children, did absolutely nothing about it. So my sister finally spoke up to me about it.

Have you any remote grasp on just how ******** furious I was?! This is my baby sister we're talking about, this 12 year old, 70 lbs, 4'4" little girl with big brown eyes and a sweet smile, who means more to me than anyone else in this world, could not get any help what-so-ever from someone who is supposed to be looking out for her well being no matter how hard she tried.

I'm crying now, thinking about it. She is so terrified right now, because she knows that tomorrow I am going in to talk to her principal about it. I promised her I wouldn't get our parents involved just yet, but I sure as hell will have my finger waiting on the speed dial button if that school of hers wont listen to me. stressed

I'm ready to tear heads off, I really am. How ******** up must this teacher be to just ignore this and let it get so far that my sister is crying herself to sleep at night, wishing she didn't have to go to school the next day?! scream

I hugged my sis for an hour. I didn't want to let her go. I felt suddenly like I was the only one in the world she could rely on to stand up and protect her...that's a really scary notion for me sometimes. sweatdrop That my sister needs me every bit as much as(if not more than) she needs our mum and dad.

I love her so much. If there is one thing I've learned recently, it's that the bond you have with your siblings is infinately precious. It is at once fragile and resilient, flexible and rigid. They have known you either all your life or all of theirs, and have struggled with you to adjust to each other...they've been there through the temper tantrums, the arguments with parents(and each other), through the moving to new houses, through the various illnesses....

I never realised till now but my sister has been through every major change in my life with me. Perhaps she hasn't always been part of it, but she has always been there on the sidelines, ready to hold my hand when she thought I needed it, or to tell me when I'm being a " big stupid head" as she puts it. whee

I've watched her go from being this tiny, scary little miracle bundled in a blanket, to a junior high pre-teen who listens to Good Charlotte and paints my nails for me as she tells me about this cute boy in her math class. I watched her grow up too God damn fast, and she's going through so many things that I already went through, so that it's easier for me to step up and fill in the space of advice giver. She told me yesterday that I was her best friend. I damn near broke down at the sweet, simple honesty in her face when she said it.

And now some scrawny little pimply-faced fornicating whore is threatening my baby, my lil' sister... gonk crying

It shall not be endured. stressed If I have to go so far as to stuff this bitchy, a**l-retentive, scum-guzzling gutter-snipe into that God damn ******** locker, I'll do it! With relish!! scream

We shall see how talking with the principal goes. If I don't see some results, not only will I call my parents into this, I'll take that harrasing b***h out... stressed

As we say at the TCM...you don't mess with familly. stare

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