Sibling Battles

Responding to Denise’s Six Sentence Story using the prompt word “USEFUL”.

“Make yourself useful and pass me that book” commanded Anne, as she languidly waved her hand in the direction of the end table.

“What did your last slave die of, overwork”, retorted Mark, as he reached for the book and expertly pitched it onto Anne’s lap.

Six siblings, one year apart, under one roof made for a constant struggle in the family dominance hierarchy.

Kate, charged into the room screaming at it’s three occupants, ” Which of you idiots stole my favorite sweater”.

Anne perked up, ” I believe I saw Mark, preening in front of your dresser, with what I assume was your favorite sweater”.

Mark swore vividly, rose from his seat, right hand zipping a cushion at Anne’s face, left hand snatching the book she was reading, exiting the room, seeking sanctuary from her coming wrath.

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39 thoughts on “Sibling Battles

    1. You are only as old as your body wants you to be. I have a 93-year-old neighbor who is forever puttering around, completes his sudoku puzzles daily, etc etc. I have known others in their forties who seem more like 90-year-olds. I do agree it is usually better to have children at a younger age, in order to cope physically. Though I’m sure many would dispute me on that point. Thanks for commenting, Clark.


  1. I remember the first time I met the family of some friends of my parents. They had eight kids ranging in age from about 5-17. There was so much activity and noise like nothing I had experienced. They seemed to be having so much fun, but there was teasing, etc. too. I think I was about nine at the time. Great SSS.


      1. Yep, I was.
        Six siblings eh? Can’t even imagine the pecking order for that! Three for us, plus another three but who lived with our dad and only visited.
        Other pronouncements I remember in our household are: ‘Put some elbow grease into it!’, ‘You’re up early, has the bed collapsed?’, ‘I’ve seen more life in a tramp’s vest.’ and ‘That kettle won’t boil itself.’

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  2. I always wished I had a big family, but then I think of how my brother and I squabbled, and I think it worked out fine to be one of just two!


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