Ten Sticks of Cotton Candy
Language: en
Dad bought cotton candy for my sister and me—one for each of us. I happily took mine, but my sister burst into tears. "Why does she get the same as me! I knew it—once you had a second child, I wouldn't be the only precious one anymore!" Mom listened, then gently pulled the cotton candy from my hand. "This one's for your sister too. You can have something else later." But I wanted cotton candy too. I started crying from the hurt. Mom completely lost it. "Can't you be more understanding! You've already taken half of your sister's love, and you can't even give up one piece of cotton…