This is a very entertaining discussion! So if you'll don't mine, I'll share a moment or in this case, a period of my life I went through.
Ten years ago when I was growing up in my neighborhood, I lived across this little girl in which would make life outside a roller coaster ride for me. Doing things to purposely bug me. Messing up our garden, drawing on our side of the street with that chalk art, and especially ringing my doorbell at the earliest of dawn on those long, humid, summer days. It was SO annoying. Being an only child I thought to myself, "This is what it's like having a younger sister!" I'm not a fan. Despite all that though we did have some good times together.
There's this one story about my little sister and i went to the zoo and got separated from my parents. I was watching animals in the zoo with my little sister and suddenly my parents were gone. I tried to search for my parents but there's this dark cave you have to pass to get to the exit (and i mean an actual cave) and my little sister keep crying like crazy. I tried to calm her down and tell her that they're probably inside the cave but she cries even louder and won't go inside the cave. So embarrassingly I went out through the front entrance and they announced my parents to tell that there's some lost kid here in the entrance.