Only After I Died Did Mom Say I Didn't Need A Perfect Score

I was always the dumb child in the family.

My sister, Chloe, was the smart one.

Every time Chloe got a perfect score, she was allowed to take one of my belongings.

The first time, she took my backpack.

The second time, she took the necklace Aunt Valerie gave me.

The third time, she took my bedroom.

I cried and went to Mom to argue, but she only said, "When you get a perfect score, you'll get all of it back."

From then on, I stayed up studying late into the night every single day after school.

Finally, on my twelfth birthday, I got my very first 100%.