From Chicken Soup for the Sister's Soul

Hey, I’m Telling!

One day when I was a little girl, my mom asked my sister and me if we wanted to go with her to the grocery store. Immediately we began fighting over who got the front seat, and my mom settled it by making us both sit in the back. After a few minutes, we started bickering again.

“Hey, you’re on my side!” “You touched me.”

Looking back at that childish fighting, I realize something beautiful has happened to us. We have grown close. And that closeness has lasted a lifetime.

My sister and I are in our forties now and our childhood battles are over—we don’t “tell” on each other anymore. Yet comments we made when we were kids still ring true today.

“You are on my side!” “You have touched me.”

Penny Perrone

More stories from our partners