"Are you sure you are not just lying?" Karma, my twelve year old sister interrupted me as I was finishing my youtube video. I glared at her from my spot at the small computer area we shared and promised myself I would kill her later on.

"Ignore her" I said to my computer screen and adjusted the small vidoe camara that was hooked into the top of our p.c.,"She's just angry that she can not control people like I can". I heard Karma make a 'as if' noise with her mouth and I spiraled around in the rolling chair I was sitting in to give her a good whack on the head.

When it came to our room, it was relatively small. The bunk bed that we shared was close to the door and to the window, so if we ever wanted to get away from one another, we had both options. The small space also made for a quick way to smack one another whenever we felt the need to. All we had to do was turn around, and one of us would be standing near. (It was like a homemade boxing ring). My mother still swears that she went wrong by calling us 'girls'. We were more like welterweight champions.

"Owww..." Karma made sure to exaggerate the extent of her pain so all of my viewers could see what an evil sister I was. I knew it because she was always trying to make me seem like the bad girl whenever I recorded a new video.

I sighed and turned back around to face the camera again, turning off it off and shutting down the computer. I guess I would have to try to record a new vlog tommorrow.

"Why did you say that I can't control people?" Karma stopped feigning pain and looked at me as I flopped down on my bottom bed.

"Because you can't!" I said as I turned over on my back to stare at what I called my "wall". Since I shared a bunk bed with Karma, the top bed made kind of like a shelter for me. Whenever I fell asleep, I always felt like I was inside of a house and the top bunk was my roof.

"....I'm immune" Karma said as if she needed to justify the extent of her non-power. I heard the bed jingle as her feet clanked metal. She was climbing up to the top bed.

I sighed and decided to let my sister have her moment of happiness that she couldn't be controlled by me. Karma and my mother were the only ones who were out of my limit. My mother couldn't be controlled because she had the power, and two positives don't attract....(at least I don't think so). We still haven't figured out why Karma can't be controlled, because she has yet to show any ablities of being able to control anyone.

If she askes for someone to get her something, that person still has the option of saying no. I feel bad for my sister, she is surrounded by women who always get their way, and yet she has to work for her rights. It must suck to hear rejection.