When she was about 2 and I was 7, I was watching her in the afternoon. My mother was in the house but had no idea what we were doing. In any case, we were playing hide and seek, but at the age of 2, she didn't get the concept, so in desperation, I was putting her into hiding places and then pretending to have a hard time finding her. This was boring. Finally, I put her in the clothes hamper, throwing all sorts of dirty clothes on top of her. As I am pretending to seek her the doorbell rings and it's a friend of mine, so I go out and play. (This was the dark ages when 7 year olds would leave their house and go outside with no discussion and not return for hours.) After a while, it finally occurs to my mother that she has not seen us for quite some time. So she starts looking and finally discovers my poor, sweaty sister under piles of dirty clothes still inside the hamper, patiently waiting for me to return. Fool. LOL
She did lots of stuff to me, though. Lots of stuff. Including locking me and my grandmother inside a closet, slapping and scratching me and tattling on me all the time. I think she would probably admit she did way worse to me bec my parents never punished her for anything she did bec she was their princess.