It's pretty terrifying that I am helping someone become like me. I try to help her and keep an eye on her when I get a chance, and I don't know if it is these brief times or just some of the shared genetics, by cousin's daughter is becoming quite awesome. I dare say she is cuter and more fashionable than I was at her age. She has some of my mannerisms and much of the same sick humor. I've always enjoyed spending time with her, but now that she is in high school, I dare say I am simply proud. I can see how she is becoming like me.
She has recently taken on a mission to help protect her friends from bullying. How does she do this? Well, she will go up to a friend in the hallway, and hit their big stack of books so that this poor "friend" will drop them all. She then says, "What if I had been a real bully? You need to be careful. Now pick those up!" Yup, her bullying prevention is simply her being a bully to her friends.
What can I say? I'm proud.
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