Kathy hated her bigger sister, Kelly. She was always mean to her, enough to make her cry. She wouldn't let her be happy. She wanted to have fun with her friends, but both Kelly and Kathy's friend's sisters would ruin any chance of them having fun. And then there was the name calling. Kathy hated all of her "nicknames" that Kelly gave her, but the one she hated the most was "Baby Brat". She wasn't a baby, she was grown up somewhat.
It all got too much for Kathy one night. After being called "Baby Brat" again, she ran crying to her room, tearing up by the window as to not let her mother and father see her in a sad state. "Why does Kelly treat me like that? I hope she realizes how sad it makes me feel"
A shooting star was moving across the planet, ready for someone to wish upon it.
"I wish that Kelly would be as babyish as she treats me"
Suddenly, she felt this unknown power inside her mind, power to make people act in a certain way, just by clicking her fingers at her sister...
...meanwhile, Kelly was having a shower, ready to see that her clothes were more... child-like.