Used to have a little girl who lived next door. Only kid I ever detested; she was a real little bitch, a product of her mother's upbringing and a clone of the mother. She'd spy through my bedroom windows so I always kept my curtains closed. Had I caught her in the act, I would have put on a Halloween mask and scared the living shit out of the little bitchette. Because I wouldn't let her climb over my fence (she and her friends were breaking down my chain link fence where they kept climbing over it), she cut the heads off all my Irises one Spring. It took them years to recover. She'll be in reform school before she's out of high school. Her mother was abusive and so was her father so it wasn't her fault that she was the way she was. But that didn't help matters. I still detested the kid.