She has decided!
Once she made up her mind, there is no turning back! At least that was the attitude she took pride in.
Which is why she snuck a little cyanide from the school’s chemistry lab when no one was looking.
Tomorrow morning she would put it into Lil’ Sis’s breakfast drink—no, she couldn’t. The morning is a bad choice. If Lil’ Sis died, the house is going have a huge fit, and that would disrupt her school hours, and her perfect two-year record of school attendance precisely on time—not too early and not too late—and without applying any sick leave—even if she was sick to the bone—would go down the drain.
It would be better if she did it on Saturday night when Lil’ Sis is having her supper. That way, on Sunday, she would have enough time to do things like clear up the aftermath and handling the police.
Lil’ Sis has to die! She is an obstacle to her future.
Since she was a child, she had always been the first in class, not to mention being Top Student in the entire school. Every award and trophy from Student of the Year to Speech Competition Champion to Essay-Writing Competition Champion never failed to reach her grasp, and if she never got it, she’d feel uneasy to the point of getting rashes all over her body.
Based on her current situation, there is no doubt that she would be enrolling into the best university and getting an Honours, a Masters or PhD would be a breeze, securing her job opportunities regardless of it being politics, economics or arts. And at the same time, she would definitely marry the perfect husband and lead the perfect life, and at the prime of her life receive her dues and have her name written in history.
She had the perfect future all planned out.
But the only thing standing in her way is Lil’ Sis!
Lil’ Sis’s homework sucked big time, she is not a big fan of studying, her day never went by without starting something outrageously hazardous in school, she drowns herself in waves of handsome men and boy bands, and she is a total night owl. Sometimes she even suspect that Lil’ Sis is no longer a virgin.
The thing she hated most was that this good-for-nothing, complete-waste-of-society-funds little bane of her existence is actually sharing the same resources with her! That’s right! They both have the same parents; the parents who both have average income levels and at the same time having income problems and the parents who are still frowning and struggling over mortgages, car down payments and credit card bills.
At such difficult times, if there were someone less using money in the family, her current tuition fees and her future expenses studying abroad would definitely be all covered! Then her life would go swimmingly according to plan and her future would be endlessly positive and bright!
Therefore, Lil’ Sis must go.
Of course, Lil’ Sis’s funeral expenses may not come cheap, but at least she would only need her major exam fees next year, so it is best—and worth it—to get rid of Lil’ Sis this year.
She prepared a syringe, bottled drinks and Lil’ Sis’s favourite supper snack, and waited for her to come home on Saturday night. As expected, once her parents have hit the hay, Lil’ Sis came home around midnight. When Lil’ Sis opened the door and saw her still in the living room watching TV, she was taken aback for a moment, because she usually slept like clockwork.
“How about a little supper?” she asked, pretending to open two exact same bottle of soft drinks (which already had their seals broken hours ago). This is the first step in removing suspicion, when in truth, she handed to Lil’ Sis the one she had spiked cyanide in. If the police ever ask about it, she just has to make them think that the shop selling the drink had someone poisoning it beforehand. For a person with good communication skills like her, it would be no-brainer.
Lil’ Sis stared warily at the drink while fanning away the smell of cigarettes on her body. She was reminded of the time she lost her virginity: her boyfriend spiked her beer with some date rape drug, and after the incident, not only did she not get mad, but she even asked him how he did it.
Her boyfriend gladly taught her the art of switching drinks.
So when Big Sis was not looking, she swapped the bottles.
Lil’ Sis thought that there would be no harm done swapping them.
But by the 5th second, when she saw Big Sis sprawled on the floor dead, she realized that she had just literally saved her own skin.
Big Sis died horribly without peace; no matter how Lil’ Sis tried to close her eyes, they remained rooted open.
The next morning, as expected, the house went chaotic, the police came in troops, searching high and low for clues, and Lil’ Sis became the main suspect.
LITTLE SISTER MURDERS BIG SISTER! The headlines of every newspaper read that way.
Lil’ Sis was bombarded everyday with tiring interrogation and the press, and the lawyer talked to her often about the case and the law decrees, and after so many months of struggle, Big Sis’s classmate finally showed up to testify that she had witnessed Big Sis stealing chemicals from the school lab, and the case and headlines turned to VALEDICTORIAN COMMITS SUICIDE DUE TO STRESS?
After the turmoil, Lil’ Sis suddenly showed a great interest in law.
Big Sis didn’t know that her Lil’ Sis soon got into Harvard Law School and became a professional lawyer 7 years later, then started helping and freeing national wrongly accused convicts 15 years later, and finally nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize 30 years later.
Big Sis will never, ever know.
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