The sieve-like defenses of my pillow fort

The sieve-like defenses of my pillow fort were no match for my little sister's hockey stick. "Retreat!" I said, grabbing my plastic lightsaber and escaping out the back. My Teddy

took the brunt of the attack as I fell back into my closet. My lightsaber was no match for lil sis's hockey stick, but if I could turn out the lights my Explorer's Club nightvision

would give me the tactical advantage I need to beat my lil sister over the head with my lightsaber like she deserves. So what if I'm 24 & she's 7? My nightvision goggles in place,

allows me to see in the nigh. That's when I see him. Sneaking into my mother's room. Her lover and it's not dad. I forget about my sister and grab my light saber. I need to

do something, and I need to do it quick. He disappears into my mom's bedroom, leaving the door ajar. I tiptoe down the hallway and peek into the room, gripping the light saber

in one hand and a small dog whistle in the other. I spot the culprit hiding in the corner of my mum's bedroom beside an overly filled laundry basket

of my mum's dirty knickers, which he is conveniently sniffing, and, just as he lifts his leg, I

jump towards him, ripping the knickers from his face, yelling at him, 'dont you dare pee on that!, mother would be very displeased!'

The drunk stared back at me, splashing urine on my shoes with a surprised stagger. Soon, the paramedics and police arrived to sort the escalating situation out, but not before