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Reflection Paper On Sister Lee

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Hector: I will tell you a story about my awfully awesome sister, Lee. Understand that the information I will say come from various sources due to lost memories. All that will explain why my sister Lee, is awfully amazing.
First, have you ever wonder what homemade French fries taste like? Well, for me it tastes like a memory that scar my taste buds forever. It all began when Lee was fifteen years old. She thought she was an amazing cook. She was learning how to cook rice, beans, chicken and mixing food together to see what science experiment will come out. Honestly, it all tasted somewhat... bad. But I still had hope that she will learn how to cook and that it tastes… well… good. But I should have listen to my gut feeling, which was “DON’T EAT IT!”
One day, my sister told me, “Hey Hector, do you want to eat something?” This was a test, a test that she will use against me if I answer wrong. So, I relied, “What do “you” want to eat?” I knew this would at least make her think what she wants to eat and not what I want, so whatever she says, I’ll just say, no thank you and I would be safe. But she said, “I want chicken nuggets and French fries.” “Yikes!” I said to myself, I really love chicken nuggets and French fries, how could I reject that offer. Then again, how could anyone mess up fried food. Right? Wrong! This is the day that I will remember for the rest of my life. And every time I eat homemade fries, I would end up throwing up.
My sister looked inside the fryer and said, “Ma, is the oil good or bad?” My mom replied with a confused face, “Good, why?” She replied, “Oh, nothing, just wondering.” My mom left to continue cleaning. I noticed my sister picking things out of the fryer. I honestly didn’t know what she was doing. She turned on the fryer and started to put the chicken nuggets. She waited and checked every minute to make sure the nuggets don’t overcook. My mom came into the kitchen because she smelled something cooking. She looked at Lee and said, “Aww, you going to cook for me too?” Lee looked so happy and said, “Of course but let me feed Hector first because he must be hungry.” Honestly, I was. I only ate breakfast which was at 7am and it was already 2pm. I could have eaten anything that smelled

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