I have a younger sister. She is 7 years younger than me. And then one day my mother went into the kitchen to cook dinner, and she asked me to look after her younger sister. I was only 8 years old, and she was one year old. Of course, sitting with a baby is not the most pleasant thing in the world, so I just put her on the couch and threw soft toys. She turned on the TV and watched some kind of program, although she had to watch the child. Mom was counting on me, and I thought that the manipulations I had done were enough.
Suddenly, something interested me on the balcony, and I walked away just for a minute. But my mobile sister had enough time to fall from the couch to the floor. The poor child cut his eyebrow and began to cry loudly. I was so scared, ran up to her, but it was already late. Mom came out of the kitchen and started yelling at me. And I kept looking at her, and I was very sorry for my little sister. She cried for a long time, but my mother managed to calm her down. She even took her to the doctor, but nothing serious was found. Only zelenka anointed the wound.
A lot of time has passed since that moment. On the eyebrow my sister had a small scar. Sometimes she has a headache, and every time I blame myself for it. My mother convinces me that this is because of pressure, but my conscience still torments me.