Have you ever felt like your flying?

[Peter Pan In Scarlet]

When I was a very young girl, around the age of 6 ,so 11 years ago, i was very much lead to do what my 2 older sisters did, they are both 5 years older than me and when i was a tott i handled them both in different ways. First of all Natalie or Natne, she has a different mum to me so shes my half sister and lives in Blackburn, she was my favourite, she once said to me, if i jumped off a cliff would you and i replied Yeh course. One day i asked her to marry me? i obviously didnt understand the term and thought that it was a way of showing her that she was my favourite sister! My other sister was Ashley, she has a different dad to me biologicaly however my dad is her dad and we are still sisters, but when we were little, Gosh i hated her, shes a few months older than Natalie so immediatly took charge of any games and toys we owned or wanted to play with! She was a real nasty piece of work and i was her guinea pick to feed me and prod me and shake me all about, one time she asked me to stand facing the brick wall outside our house, so being a little kid playing with her cool sister i went with it, within the next 2 seconds i felt my face collide with the wall and a sudden flow of blood rush from my nose, she had backed right up then just ran at me and pushed me! She was trouble.
On one particular day my mum and dad took us to the beach, as Natalie and Ashley were both really grown up because they were both 11 years old, they were aloud to wonder off and play in the sea but i stayed with my mum happily playing in the sand and awaiting for my sisters to fill my bucket up so i could make a little river. I would sea them running off and say to myself "I wish i was really old like Nat and Ashley". Eventually they came back with a hand full of shells and my bucket full of water and said Why can't Scarlet come and play with us?, my mum would say she isn't old enough!
But that was it, i hadn't heard my mum i had heard my sisters ask me to play with them! This was a dream, they actually wanted to play with ME! I saw them set off again at full speed, by time i had got myself out of the hole i had dug around me they were already close to the sea, i set off full throttle! My stick thin legs trying to beat the rush of sand under my feet, it was a great day for flying kites, they were everywhere. When i say kites i don't mean the tiny ones you make in arts and crafts i mean the really huge expensive ones that professional flyers use. Blues, reds, greens, multicoloured they were everywhere and i was loose to!.....Amidst the kites i was stil running, gaining speed with every foot, i was unstoppable. Thats when it happened, i was no longer sinking in the sand, i was flying, i was up high in the sky with the birds and FLYING. I remember the exact colour, it was blue, and it had chosen me, SWOOSH, GONE. This is no word of a lie, the kite had hit me and as i landed a sudden gush of wind took me up in the air with the kite, 6 years old, i could do anything!

[Edythe Stromme]

Wow! What an experience! Did the kite deposit you back on the beach or did you fall? I'll bet that little adventure dropped a few jaws... After reading your piece, I realize how luck I was to be the "BIG" sis. I don't think I tortured my younger siblings but you'd have to ask them to be sure.