"Let's play pretend!" She said, one Tuesday evening when I was just getting home from my basketball practice. She sat innocently on my bed with her legs bent. In her hands was my comic book which she had read like thousands times, and I wondered just how I could keep my privacy if she kept invading my room - let alone my secrets. But no matter how much I wanted her to stop, I did not.

I sat on the floor in front of her. "Hmm? What do you want to be?"