Share a story about your sibling(s) or a family member from when you were a kid.
Submitted by Jenny Marie.
One summer morning as I was washing the breakfast dishes I noticed my sister at the window near the kitchen table. She seemed interested in this hole in the screen that was a little bit larger than a quarter. After a bit she went running off in the yard and I didn't think anything about it.
A few minutes later she returned with the hose. She decided that the hole in the screen was big enough to put the hose through and the next thing I know, the kitchen is being flooded with water!
I yelled at her to stop it, but she just left the hose, water flowing, in the screen and ran off. I managed to get the hose out of the window and started sopping up the water in the kitchen. My main concern was that there was a heating grate on the floor of the kitchen not too far from the window, and I knew (even at 12) that getting water down there wouldn't be good.
Once the water was under control in the kitchen I went outside and turned off the hose. Then came back inside and finished cleaning up the kitchen. I ended up having to mop the entire floor in addition to drying off the kitchen table and chairs and change my clothes. It took over an hour. I was livid with my sister and determined to get even with her.
I decided that I would see how she liked getting wet. I filled a plastic pitcher with water and waited for my sister's return. At this point the kitchen was immaculate and the only sign that there had been a flood there was a very wet towel hanging up in the bathroom.
Not too long after I saw my sister come skipping up the walkway. I couldn't believe she had a big grin on her face and not one of remorse. I decided that she really deserved what I was about to do. I waited quietly on the side of the entry to the kitchen for my sister to enter the house and turn towards the kitchen. I still remember as I jumped out and released the water, only to see our Mother coming in behind my sister. I managed to get out a "hi Mom" as the water in the pitcher soaked my sister. The smile on my sister's face suddenly made sense.
Needless to say my Mother was not amused. I was sent immediately to my room (which I shared with my sister). I tried to explain about how my sister had flooded the kitchen, but my Mom would hear none of it.
Of course my sister denied everything. Why would anyone put a hose through a window and flood the kitchen? Surely I was the crazy one.
Thankfully my Mom knew better than to just believe my sister. It wasn't like me to do such things. Still, I was caught playing with water in the house and was older (a whole 15 months) and should have known better. I am not sure what my punishment was beyond the entire incident .