• I was trying to balence myself on the window washing lifter with Satin's son all dressed in black floating on one side, and my gaurdian angel-sister dressed in dark skinny jeans, a white sweater, and converse floating on the other. It was really windy outside and the thing was hitting the wall really hard. "Karter, why don't you choose my side?', Satin's son asked. I looked up at him. "Never would I choose your side", I replied. On of the chains on the back side broke and the thing tilted, but I kept holding on. Then I turned to my sister, who apperently is doing nothing. "And why won't youc hoose my side?", he asked again. "Because you are evil and I hate you!", I shouted. The thing hit the wall harder and I almost slipped. "He will always be on my side. Give up", my sister said. "If your baby brother chooses my side, then he won't fall and he will be safe with me", he said, and I was tired of hearing his voice. "JUST GIVE UP OKAY? i'M ON MY SISTER'S SIDE!", I yelled at him. The other chain broke as well, and I slipped on my stomach. I cut my hand on one of the shard metal edges, but with my free hand I grabbed the side bar. I hitch my other hand on the bar, watching red blood trickle down my right arm.