The Way She Was-- Was EVIL!

Girl receiving first Holy Communion, Sicily
 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Our first essay is supposed to be a memoir "of some experience you had BEFORE you were 12 years old that still has meaning for you now."  I had some trouble thinking of one, but then I remembered my first holy communion.  I was about six or seven, and my oldest sister played an evil trick on me.  She told me that I needed to be careful not to bite down on the host when I was walking back from the altar.  Like an idiot (or a six year old, I guess), I asked why.  She said, "because then Jesus's blood will gush out of your mouth and go all over your white dress."
I'm going to use this story, even though she did stuff like this to me all the time, because it shows just how evil she was.  Now that I'm thinking about it, there was the Christmas where she gave me a Milky Way and told me to cram the whole thing in my mouth because she heard Mom coming downstairs.  Then she gave me a glass of Coke to help wash it down.  Well, for some reason, the candy bar started to foam like crazy, and it actually did gush out of my mouth, all over my velvet Christmas dress.  
See what I mean about her being evil?  
And no, we don't really get along. 

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