My Sister

A detailed Summary of My Sister

Kelly was always the perfect one. She appeared to have all the attributes of a saint: a great Christian life, grades any parent would be proud of, she knew just what to say to adults, and worst of all she never made a mistake. What parent would not love a daughter like that, and I always felt that mine loved her more then me. I don't know, still to this day, whether my hatred for her blossomed from jealousy or frustration. Whatever the case, our fighting had reached a new plateau. Both teenagers, our sibling rivalry had mutated from fighting over toys to things like clothes, the phone, and trying to get the other in trouble.

A common day in the Frasz house would include petty arguments over borrowing clothes, touching the other's things, or just being annoying. But, on occasion, all hell would break loose and those were the times that we were left alone. These moments were dangerous and I don't know how my sister and I both survived them. I, myself, was often tempted with reenacting Cain and Abel on my sister. The winner was often the one more enraged or with the better weapon, as it has been in battle for centuries.

This was the "perfect child"? Everyone thought so highly of Kelly; I knew better. I knew how she really was. T

While living alone with our mother our attitudes shifted toward her. With that our relationship grew, we had found a common bond. We had a great mom. She took care of us and loved us, but with her extremely stressful job and no husband around to help her, she continuously got on our nerves. Our only escape was each other. So, we saw through our hostility, ignored our differences and started a relationship that continued to grow. That single common bond gave us the foundation to learn about each other and except those differences.

I had the opportunity to be there for my sister two years ago. She had returned home from college with news that she was pregnant and that her boyfriend had proposed to her. It took her some convincing to make me even believe her. I thought too highly of her; I could not believe that my sister would ever come home with news like that. She trusted me with the secret and asked for advice on how to break the news to my parents. Later that night we looked through wedding magazines and she asked me to be her maid of honor. I am sure she remembers the night as being stressful and over-whelmed with emotions, but I look back at it as one of our most special times together. Instead of rejoicing her faults like I would have done years before, I was happy for my sister, happy to be a part of this memorable event, and happy to be able to be there for her when she needed me. Just as she is

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Approximate Word count = 954
Approximate Pages = 4 (250 words per page double spaced)

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