Cinnamon Roll Satan
So my youngest cousin Stella has earned herself the nickname Cinnamon Roll Satan. Last summer me and several of my cousins were sitting on the porch, and Stella gets bored pretty quick. She decided it was a good idea to piss of her big brother, so she threw his basketball off the porch and into the mud below. That of course got her yelled at to go pick it up, and after a few minutes she finally did. As she was coming back to the steps she stops at the bottom and looks up too where Ana was looking at the door right past the top step. So Stella gets this idea in her head to throw the basketball at Ana, to bad the basketball hit the top step and came back and hit her in the face. She then proceeds to start screeming about how it was Ana's fault and me and her brother are in the background laughing our ass' off. (She wasn't hurt, she didn't even have a red spot, she was just mad lol) She also had a bad habit of bitting, growing her fingernails just to scratch the hell out of you and pulling hair just to see you in pain. No literally, you ask her if she finds doing that stuff fun and she'll say yes in a heartbeat. So, yeah. Cinnamon Roll Satan. There are several other stories like this but that would take a long while to type so enjoy this.
