History - Part five

There seems to be always some marks in time. Points in history where something happened and you can backtrack and put events in their space and time.

Mmm, no, I don't think I want to go there yet. Siblings. Mine. I have a sister who is a year and almost a half older than me. And a brother who is four and a bit younger than me. I've read the books about the position in a family and whatsnot. For all it matters I somehow got treated like I was the oldest. I don't know if that had to do with my sister being not the brightest kid on the block or that a lot of my memories are about her being ill in some way. Maybe a combination. I got told often how obedient my sister was as opposed to me. How she always put away her toys and even put away my toys when I asked her. So she was the good girl, I was the bad girl and our babybrother was well, the babybrother. And we all loved him badly. Whatever he did wrong was my fault. He put the carpet on fire, I should've stopped him. We made a campfire behind the rabbitcages, well I should've known better. He climbed a tree, bad me. I don't think I really minded though. Since I didn't know better anyway. So before being 12ish (I think) I was stuck with having to make sure my brother didn't do anything that wasn't allowed which all in all I think went okay. Besides the odd stuff.
And then my sister. I don't know. She was torn between using me and using me. My parents (Ya, I blame my mother) forced her in a role she should not have been in. I don't -really- blame her, although I'm not up yet (if ever) talking about it to her. There are things I got accused of I knew I didn't do, candy I hadn't stolen. Someone had done though. My mother never made up things (or so I believe), if I got smacked for something that had gone wrong it had gone wrong. She was capable of turning something that wasn't wrong before into something wrong but she didn't make it up. My only conclusion was that sisterdear had done it (maybe, probably) knowing I would get the blame.
The few times where my parents had to go out my mother put my sister in charge and also told her explicitly that I was not to leave my room. I can recall a night where I had to go pee very badly and had a long conversation with my sister, but she didn't want to let me out. I think it would have been easy for her to do, she just didn't want to. Whenever we were alone at evenings/nights my mother put tape or a hair on my door so she would see if I had left my room. If the tape was loose or the hair gone my mother went berserk and smacked me all over the house. That one time my sister didn't want to let me pee and redo the tape and really the only reason I can find for that is that she was pissed at me. While all over I got spanked for having left my room while I knew I did not. Someone had removed tape/hair.
My sister got migraine and something that was kinda like the kissing disease, so a lot of memories are from her lying on the couch and me getting warned all the time to be silent since my sister was ill. She was terrified about spiders, even dead ones. I did her parts of her homework. She got key to lock her room since I stole her stuff. And I didn't, or well I did after she could lock her room. I did read her donald ducks whenever I could, which I had to sneak into her bedroom for. I know I got a lot of attention, but I also didn't ask for that. I also know that doesn't matter for feeling not getting attention at all.