I screamed and inhaled more jello. Yah well what else was I suppose to do? Ants are trying to eat me. My sisters a royal bitch whose doing it and I'm drinking jello instead of breathing air so overall I was being about as helpful as a lump on a log. Which is to say not at all. I hated that most of all about myself. I was mad mostly at myself and my thoughts were swirling in a whirlwind of anger, frustration, fear and pain. I felt as if my head was about to explode and my lungs burnt so much.<br/><br/>I felt her grip and just when I thought I'd finally black out we were dropped straight to the floor. Which hurt mind you and I flinched at the pain gasping for breath and spitting out jello nasty. I don't think I'll ever eat jello again. Ever. Ever ever ever. Ick. I looked up and screamed choking on more jello. Giant ant. Great just what I wanted. Panic rose sank it's steely talons in and made my head spin. Until the ant vanished and bam there sat my sister laughing historically. Great the bitch of all time was making a point to ridicule me.<br/><br/>"She's my sister," I said darkly as it was quite clear my sister would only sit there laughing at us. She just shook her head, go figure, it was so vintage her I didn't even react I simply rose and tried to get the jello goo off my cloths. Glaring daggers at her. I wanted to rip her head off her shoulders. "Thanks by the way Claire like I wasn't already making a great fool of myself you decide to go and show her I'm a coward. Thanks preciate it sis," I say bitterly glaring at her, my humiliation mounting with my anger. I just wanted to run or kick my sister's ass.