How I Learned My Sister Was Different

I always knew my sister was different, but I had never been able to secure any viable evidence. My child mind thought for sure that if I could somehow document her "different-ness", my years of suspicion would be validated and I could live at peace knowing I had her busted.

My precious evidence I had been looking for finally came to light during a family camping trip out in the woods. Behold the following proof - the precise chain of events that liberated me from my oppressive paranoia. But judge not...her kind comes in peace and I believe co-existence is still possible.