![]() ![]() I sometimes compliment her like "Wow Carla. ![]() She would humiliate me in front of her friends, but at home I sort of enjoy it when she lifts me up or shows off that she is taller. They ask Carla to walk me to school and walk me home from school. Sometimes I think my parents forgot who the older sibling is when they tell Carla to "take care of me" when they leave us home alone. They took pictures of me sitting on Carla's lap like a baby, pictures of her cradling me against her large chest, and pictures of both of us standing next to each other, clearly showing whos the taller one. Our parents think its kind of cute that she acts responsible for me and treats me like a little brother. When we watch t.v, Carla loves carry me and sit me on her huge laps. I would ask her to carry me and she would do it and laugh. Its kind of fun to be carried around by Carla. Carla bent down, put one hand under my back, and another under my knees, and I flew off the floor! I already tried lifting her up, which I couldnt do. So we weighed each other, showing that she was about 50 pounds heavier than me! I was 103 pounds while Carla was 154 pounds! Then Carla asked me to stand still so she could try to lift me up. She said she is taller than me, but she doesn't know if shes heavier. ![]() One day, Carla asked me how much I weigh. Our new house was a lot bigger and had a nice pool in the back yard. We had moved to another city near our previous one. Next year, she turned 13, and was 5"8 while I was 15 and 5"2. I won't go telling everybody unless someone asks me." We wrestled again and she won just as easily as last time, then she said, "I never realized I had gotten this strong!" She pulled me up off the floor and said, "Well, I don't really care that much. Carla diddn't think I was trying, and I told her I wasn't (which was a lie). She started pushing me until I was out of the ring and fell on the floor. I grabbed Carla's shoulders to try and push her out of the ring of pillows we set up, but she diddn't even budge. I changed into my shorts and wore no shirt, while Carla changed into her bikini. I asked her if she wanted to sumo wrestle with me. Soon, I became really annoyed of her showing off how tall she was. She liked to take pictures of us together and show that she is so much taller. It diddnt bother me too much that Carla had outgrown me so much. I told her I wore size 7 and 1/2 mens while she wore size 12 womens. She put her feet next to mine which made my feet look really small compared to hers. Carla was teasing me about my tiny feet in the shoe store. Like every year, our parents would bring us shopping for new clothing after we outgrow our current ones. I was only 5"1 while Carla was already 5"5! She told me to stand against the wall so she could measure me. We were both really shocked because I was looking up to my "little" sister! She really loved to look down at her "big" brother. I had just got back to the house and finished putting all the luggage back into my room, and saw Carla coming out of her room. We were no longer attending the boarding school since a new public school was finished building in our town. Two summers later, I was 14 years old and Carla was 12. It was really fun to do that because she hated to thrown around. When we see each other, I would run up to Carla and give her a big hug, lift her up, carry her around the house, and then throw her on the floor. I was only 2 inches taller than Carla, who was about 3 years younger than me. ![]() I was about 11 at this time, I was short for my age while Carla was quite tall. Carla usually comes home 2 days before me during the summer and 1 day before me during Christmas break. Since we go to different boarding schools, we only see each other during Christmas and in the summer. We are 2 years and 10 months apart and both of us were the shortest in our classes. Well, I had always been the big brother to my little sister, Carla, but now Carla physically dominates me. ![]()
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