My Sister’s Kids Broke My TV & She Refused to Pay for It — but Karma Had Other Plans

When my sister’s kids shattered our brand-new TV, I expected her to at least offer to help replace it. Instead, she blamed me until karma came knocking three days later. What happened next?

Let’s just say poetic justice has never been so satisfying.

Growing up, my sister Brittany was always the golden child.

She was louder and prettier. At least that’s what everyone said. And louder always wins.

If I brought home good grades, she’d one-up me with a trophy. If I got a compliment, she’d swoop in for the spotlight. Our parents adored her.

Me? I was the peacekeeper. The background character in her spotlight show.

I learned early on that silence kept the peace.Continue reading…