Day Four, sibling

Dear Sibling:

I know we don't always get along, or haven't always gotten along, but I do really love you. It's weird to say, because we're sisters and we don't hug goodbye or anything and we act like we just tolerate each other, but I know you love me too. Even when you think I'm a bitch, and I think you're a bitch too sometimes but it always passes, and we are always on the same page. You helped me deal with the parents when I wasn't really able to, and even if we don't share secrets, I know alot about you and you know a lot about me.

Sharing friends isn't easy, and it still isn't. I'll feel left out, or you'll feel left out, but its okay, because that's kind of how it has to work with us. Sometimes you get the cute shirt, sometimes I do. I won't say it, but I think I did miss you when I was gone.

Maybe in the future we won't be tight anymore, but we are now, and thats awesome especially when I'm home and its eight on a summer night when I should be out and about, but I got home late because of camp, but you're home too and you want to hango out with me, and when we make plans we make them together because it kind of does stink when someone has plans and the other one doesnt.

We talk at the same time and know how the other works, and maybe its because we spend lots of time together, or maybe its because you wander into my room and sit down to talk, or I walk into yours and sit on your bed and we just sit and listen to music and have dance parties and watch movies and you're just amazing.

I don't know if you'll read this but thanks for being my sister and putting up with bitchfits and whatnot, because its important.

Love always,
Emma