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I Will show you my life.....just as i remember it.... crying

I ran around my small victorian house angrily, chasing my older brother Dayan. Dayan was burly, too many sports if you asked me. He had stolen my beloved bunny plushie, which my father had given me for my 8th birthday. It was quiet around the house, and the only thing I could hear was the roaring laughter of Dayan filling the large living room.

"Come on Elise, you cant catch me, and you know it!" Dayan chided several feet away from me, dangling my precious bunny toy teasingly.

"Dayan! Give me back miss Cuddles!" I screamed angrily as i tackled him uselessly with my tiny eight year old body. Dayan laughed again and pushed me off, then gave me back my bunny toy. He ruffled my hair as he walked off into the dining room, where my mother was playing the piano. Her bright, smiling face always made me and my brother feel happy, even in the worst times.

Her fingers flied across the piano's ivory keys, producing the sounds of a happy melody, the one my father had played for her at their wedding. I watched in amazment, I had always wished that I could play the piano as well as her, but my talents lied in singing, not piano playing. I listened to my mother's song happily, my small wolf ears twitching with delight. My mother was a forest elf, and my father was a wolf demon.

My mother's song finally came to an end, and Dayan and I clapped excitedly for our mother. My mother looked at us and smiled, her warm face lit up with joy at our enjoyment of her music.

"Elise, has Dayan been giving you a hard time sweety?" My mother asked as she looked at Dayan, who was wearing his 'I annoyed/tortured my little sister, and I'm proud of it' face. I nodded and told her the story of how he had stolen Miss Cuddles, and had forced me to chase him to get her back.

My mother shook her head and stood up. She swiftly walked past me and Dayan, grabbing Dayan by the ear along the way, and dragged him out of the dining room with her.

"Dayan, how many times do I have to tell you? Leave your younger sister alone!" My mother growled angrily, but kindly at the same time.

"Oh alright, I'll leave the squirt alone. Happy now mom?" Dayan asked, slightly aggrivated at how she always grabbed his ear whenever she was angry with him.