Sisterly Love

I have one sister who is two years younger than me. We argue about a lot of things. We also fight over the smallest of things – from who to brush teeth first to who gets to pick-what-first. But since small, we didn’t have a choice but to stay together and to get along because we sleep in the same room, on the same bed. I must admit that there were times when I didn’t want her around. Some times I’d rather be alone in the room than be with her because of some misunderstandings that we face. And (forgive me God, and Papa and Mama, and also to you my sister) there were times when I wished that she was not born because of times that I get pissed of at her. 

But then lately, I realised that God is good for blessing our family with another little girl. Whenever I am feeling down and have nobody to talk to, I have somebody to chat with. Somebody who would understand me, and not leave me through the tough times, someone who will be ready to fight if anyone tries to bully me. And somebody who would be loving for times that I feel unloved. Thanks for always being there. I hope that God would bring us more closer together. 😊

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