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The Little Stranger
After eight years as an only child, the arrival of a baby sister brings a lot of drama and a new friend to Sam's life.
I can think back to August 25, 2005. I was only 8 years old when a mysterious little stranger with light red hair and bright blue eyes arrived at my house. I showed it around and wondered how long it would be staying. But all along I knew, that mysterious little stranger was my little sister, and she wasn't going anywhere. The moment she was born, I knew my life would never be the same again. I wasn't sure if it was in a good way, or a bad way. I was yet to find out.
Now, there are other priorities besides my wants and needs. I'd ask my mom if we could go see a movie and she'd reply, "Sorry, but I have to get Molly to sleep," or "I'd love to, but I have to take Molly to her friends' birthday party." Also, stuff is a problem. Since I'm not the only kid in the house anymore, I have to cope with sharing my things.
And as most siblings do, we fight all the time. We fight over anything from a lollipop to wanting to go back in time to make something happen differently. When I'm doing my homework she'll cry over something tiny, like if she can't find a sticker, boy can she scream. Her record time was an hour and it's not easy to stand. But now she's older and she doesn't throw tantrums like that anymore.
Along with all that drama, she's still my sister, which means she's also my friend. When she's in a good mood, she is cute, sweet and someone I can relate to. After eight years of being the only child in the house, there's finally a kid I can be with. There may be an eight year difference between our ages, but two completely different ages of minds can rule over two of the same. We give things to each other like presents and cards, and help each other out. Not only that, we care about each other.
Overall, I'm not quite sure if there are more pros or cons to having a younger sister. I guess it's something fate put in to my life to make it more complicated. It's odd seeing her grow and become smarter, learning to walk, learning to talk. I hope that when I grow older, there will still be a bond between us. After my sister was born, I knew my life would never be the same again . . . in a good way.
With a Perspective, I'm Sam.