Said the taxidermy head.

"Douglas! Douglas!" I heard faintly from upstairs as I reached for the front door to leave for work.
I turn to see Christina pop out from the wall. "You forgot to tell them that your little sister is your best friend." She had just finished reading my new blog. She resembled a moose head, though without the antlers and moose face. She spoke to me with her head and shoulders sticking out of the wall and a giant grin that made it seem like she knew what she was doing looked ridiculous, so I didn't mention it. It wasn't magic that allowed her to pop in and out of walls and looking like taxidermy, in fact she can't do it at will at all. This particular room in the house has an octagon shaped hole in it that allows the heat from the fireplace to rise and heat the upstairs (very efficiently might I add). It is called "the hole," or "the octagon" but most often "Natalie's Octagon" because in the winter it becomes a permanent residence for my mother's cat, Natalie. That cat, like my mother, hates to be cold in the winter. When everyone else in New England is suffering from frostbite in their own homes, we enjoy tank tops and Bermuda shorts. You will rarely find it to be less than 80 degrees in our house between October and April.
Christina is right though, I didn't mention her. She is my little sister, but only little in size, not age. She's 20 and in college right now but just recently decided to pursue two careers: Optometrist and Rock Star (I don't see why she can't do both). I'm sure she will come up again and again because like she says she's my shadow. I have an older sister as well. Theresa is in no way any less ridiculous than Christina even though she is 7 years older. You can always tell a Theresa from their jingles. Theresa wears thin bangle bracelets that make noise constantly. It's not annoying at all, in the same way that a rattlesnakes rattle isn't annoying but just a defining part of it, but she doesn't use it as a defensive warning signal. I'm sure Theresa, too, will come
up again even though she doesn't talk to me through walls.