My sister: so you at oil's this week

Neesha: yh wite how do you know oil

My Sister: friends with your favourite singer name is conor

Neesha: conor maynard

My sister: hey how did you know that

Neesha: becouse i meet him see i told you i coulfd meet him but you said you can't meet you will never meet him

My sister: well you did and iam sorry that i left home i want you to stay with me live with me and we can be together again

Neesha: what about mam sis

My sister: what about mam neesh

Neesha: she will need me what about james

My sister: well you can see james when he comes down and you can see mam when you go down with james

Neesha: i habe something to tell you

My sister: what is it

Neesha: me and james gose out

My sister: what no way

Neesha: hey you know that your the oldest oit of me and you and iam the midde child yh who is the last one

My sister: mam and dad didn't want me to tell you this but you know mikey  pace

Neesha: yh i aboultly hate him but yh

My sister: he is our brother

Neesha: what

My sister: neesha

Neesha: no. No he can't be our  Brother why do i hate our brother when i need to love him and care for me not hate omg iam becoming like Joseph jackson no i can't be like Joseph jackson i don't wanna be like me

My sister: neesha how is Joseph jackson

Neesha: michael jackson dad

My sister: neesha your nothing like Joseph jackson your way better then him