It was a hot summer day. All I wanted to do was eat ice cream to cool down a bit. Then a small girl came as I began to eat. She can't stop staring at me. She was eating the same ice cream I was eating a while ago, but now she was already empty-handed as she moved closer to me. She was always in my house. Why won't she go away?
Turns out she wanted to have mine. She ran away and took it. I asked my dad for help. But he only told me, "Give it to your sister. You are the bigger sister." I couldn't understand. That was mine to begin with. What does being the bigger sister have to do with anything?
I realized that this little creature will never go away. She would not leave even if I told her so many times. I'd try messing with her and tell her that our mom just found her near the dumpster and that she wasn't really my sister. I remember how she would cry all the time. She was often irksome but I learned to love her. Everybody loved her. She came out fair-skinned taking after my mother's beautiful face. Her eyes are perfect and her eyelashes look lovely. She has an angelic face.
She is always the prettier one. We would visit our relatives' houses and they would always notice her first. I used to be everybody's apple of the eye. These people used to pinch my face like I was the cutest person in the world. Then all of a sudden, all their attention was on my little sister.
But even if I hated the scenario, I did not hate her. I love her.
I even let her wear a gown on my seventh birthday because my mom told me she'd feel left out if she didn't. She was my other half. It was only me and her.
I saw her grew up. She got even more charming. People would always think twice, asking if we really are sisters because we look very different from each other. She would be asked to join beauty pageants and I would teach her how to dance. I have choreographed everything—from modeling to the talent showcase up to the interview portion. I was talented. And for a moment, I thought that was my edge. I think I am the smart one. I was always on top of my class. But then it wasn't long that I realized, she is also the smart one.
Like most sisters, we were inseparable. We were the best enemies but most of the time, we were the closest friends. I'd still laugh every time I recall how there were times when we would play wrestling and it often got too serious that she'd hit her head on the floor but we would laugh at it. She would cry but we would become best friends again in a minute.
We were the best enemies but most of the time, we were the closest friends.
She grew up faster than I did when I was her age. She suddenly knew how to put on makeup even if I still couldn't figure out how to now. She blossomed. She became a lady. All the guys were going after her. I was the sister every guy feared of. They would even be more scared of me than our parents.
I have also witnessed her downfalls, and that was how I learned how strong she is. She would go through breakups but I never saw her devastated. I would always feel ashamed of myself because she would see me lose all my senses every time I go through heartaches. But my sister? she has a strong heart. She's strong-willed. She has gone through the worst but I never saw her break down. She's a warrior.
We got each other's backs for years. But then I had to leave and leave her alone. I don't know if she loved it because finally, I won't be stealing her clothes first before she could even use it, but I know she felt she had lost a sister.
Together or apart, by blood and by choice, we are sisters.
To my sister, I want you to know that I love you. I always have and I always will. Together or apart, by blood and by choice, we are sisters. I will always cherish the day the universe gave me the greatest gift, a sister. We've had our moments and we've been through the worst times and if they gave me a chance to pick another sister, I'd still choose you. I am grateful for you. You introduced me to the person I've meant to become to you, the eldest sister. I may not be the best one but know that I will always be there to support you, protect you, and help you. When you think the world is conspiring against you, I will be your second set of eyes to watch out for you.
I may not be the best one but know that I will always be there to support you, protect you, and help you.
You might feel lucky that you don't need filters to make you look prettier but you know what's better than that? You don't need filters to make your soul prettier, too. You have a beautiful heart and if there's one thing I might probably be jealous about you, it your heart of gold that no one can take away from you. I hope you know that ate will always be here.