I was a jock in the sense that i played soccer and ran track. I was known as the little guy in high school as i was only 5'1 and 118 lbs. My father was out of the picture and my Mom was 6'4 and very athletic. She took me to doctors growing up and they kept saying my growth spurt would come and it never did. I was just an anomaly. My baby sister Jessica was really really big for her age, she already stood 4 feet tall and weighed 53 lbs, the size of a 7 year old. At this time she started to follow me around and want to do everything i did. I would push her away and call her annoying. My mom told me to be nice to her. She didn't like how i talked to my baby sister. 4 months later she was still only 3 and now 4'3 inches tall and a solid 75 lbs. It was summer time and my mom had me watch Jessica sometimes while she went to work. Mom set her down and said i was going to watch her and she needed to be a good girl. She noticed Jessica was up to my shoulder in height already. "Gosh Jessica you are so tall...look how big you are next to brother' she said. That comment annoyed me and then she left. After about 10 minutes i smelled a major poopy diaper. I went and pulled the diaper back and said, 'lets change you' . She looked at me and said "no" and ran into the other room. Ok, i though and went in there. She proceeded to remove her diaper and stick her hands in her poop. "oh my gosh" i ran over. "Jessica, No' i said and grabbed her arm
with her other arm she smashed pooped on my cheek then yanked me hard and i fell over. She started cracking up laughing. "uhh gross' i said "Jessica stop' i pleaded. She was laughing hysterically and saying gross as i got up and grabbed her arms. She stood up too and it was a struggle. what the heck, she was very strong i could not completely overpower her. She was able to pin me onto the couch and i was pushing her away despearately and she put poop in my mouth and laughed hysterically and said gross. I broke free and ran and puked. I washed my face and watched as she smeared the wall. i tried to stop her again and could barely pull her away...she screaned and said "ouch" and then hit me hard in the face knocking me back. "ouch that hurt" she said and ran up and hit me again. it really hurt. Jessica, don't hit' i said . Want a bubble bath' i said. Her eyes lit up and she went to the tub. I was so relieved, i got her washed and she fell asleep and i cleaned the house. I did not say a word to mom about the incident, but did say it was too much for me to watch her.
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