siblings
Siblings are the only enemy you can't live without.
I Was Jealous of the Attention My Parents’ Gave My Eldest Sister Until I Became a Mom
There are three of us: my eldest sister, my middle sister and me. The relationship I have with my eldest sister is like a snow globe; it stays dormant for most of the year but gets shaken up during the holidays.
By Katharine Chan5 years ago in Families
The Little Big Sister
Tessie may have been two years older than her sister Blake, but she was often treated as the baby of the family due to her autism. Her parents continued to give her toys into her high school years, her grandparents communicated in baby talk around her, and her aunt would often avoid talking to her. Even her own cousins were advised to treat her differently. The only person in the family who treated her as if she were her own age was Blake.
By Cat the Autist5 years ago in Families
Burnt Stew
Burnt Stew In an instant the crimson vase involuntarily hit the wall, thrown by enraged, red-haired 18-year-old Chelle. “I am not going to court tomorrow to testify against dad. The prosecution wants me to say things that will keep dad in jail”, she yelled at her older brother Liam as she hurriedly stuffed belongings into her small, worn suitcase covered with tattered stickers: ‘ABBA’, ‘Hell is Here’, ‘Be Kind’, and ‘Don’t Judge’ were but a few.
By Brent Rourk5 years ago in Families
My Big Brother
This story starts like any other. It starts with a girl with a great passion and fire. It ends with a girl who just completed her lifelong dream. Would you like to know what happened to this girl? Well, let's start from the very beginning. There was a baby born in the woods. Her mother and father named her Skyler because of the sky and the beauty it held. They all lived happily in a small hut in the woods. Skyler also had a big brother named Miles. Miles and Skyler ran through the woods, over the logs and under the branches through the breezy air. It always felt so magical soaring through the sky when they jumped into the pond. Skyler and Miles always had the funnest of times playing fighting with wooden swords and jumping from log to log. In the Summer sometimes they would even make a log bridge across the pond and balance across it. Skyler always thought it was amazing and so much fun, but after they got older, they stopped doing all those things. Miles had his own friends in the town and afterall, they were boys and they were mostly all his age. Skyler was at least 3 years away from him. One day, while the parents were all sitting around the fire inside, Skyler overheard them talking about sending Miles to the boarding school in the big cities. She ran to her room and shut the door so quickly you could hear it from outside. The little girl slid her back against the door and slowly slid down. Skyler folded her arms over her knees and put her head softly down as she cried. After about 5 minutes of deeply sobbing, she heard knocking on the door.
By Becca Glover5 years ago in Families
Stinkerbell
I can still remember my older sister’s eleventh birthday party. She and her little preteen friends sitting smushed together in a circle on the bench seats of my grandma’s barely functioning jacuzzi. Now, this was in the middle of my notable Tinkerbell phase, so I was hopping in circles in the center of the tub like a fairy rearing to send my five-year-old self into one of these girls’ laps. I don’t know whether it was because it was her birthday or because she was my sister, but I kept leaping into only her lap.
By Violet Toussaint5 years ago in Families
addiction
I am a 17-year-old who all I do is be addicted to social media, my phone, and my room it's like I don‘t care who I am surrounded but I should have known life can draw sometimes happiness and can draw sometimes sadness and it can cause sometimes depression
By jane smith5 years ago in Families
