What goes on between sisters

I really don't enjoy sitting next to my sister, Dotty, during church.
     She's that one annoying little sister that always like to get some sort of reaction out of her older sisters. Namely, me and Lewis, but mostly me.
     I always react, and usually we sort of quietly fight during sacrament, as siblings do.
     It started when she kept looking at me. Like, creepy staring that was meant to make me say or do something. To stop her, I started poking her.
     I admit that it was mostly me, but hey, she's annoying--what do you expect me to do?
     "I'm gonna bite you, 'kay?" I asked, and then answered my own question, "'Kay. 1, 2, 3."
     I then attempted to bite her, but she sort of squeaked and maneuvered away in our limited space. She punched me in the arm, and I tried to bite her again. My sisters call me a vampire--makes sense, right?
     "Ah!" she exclaimed.
     Later, Dotty was attempting to write left handed, and really, she should just stick to doing right hand, because she's not even that good at that, so I can't imagine why she would try to do her left.
     "Why are you writing left handed?" I asked quietly, cocking my head.
     "Because I want to practice," she replied.
     "It looks like a two year old's writing. No, worse than that."
     "Jerk!"
     "That sucks," I observed as she continued her attempt.
     She giggled quietly, "You're so mean!"
     "I've never seen anyone write worse."
     "I tried to fix it, okay?"
     "... fail." I replied, then leaned around to look at my dad, "Dad, look at her terrible handwriting."
     Sigh. I can be so mean to my sisters sometimes, but it only means I love them.
-Anevay