Monday, June 3, 2013

Being the oldest.

Being the oldest means more responsibility. It means she has to set a good example for everyone younger than her. She doesn't want them to be like her. She doesn't want that, at all.

Awhile back she made some bad choices and got into a lot of trouble with her parents. She got everything taken from her, all her privileges. This was the summer before her Freshmen year, and she lost quite a few people because of it. She started talking back, not listening, and still getting in trouble. But then that let her sisters think that what she was doing, was okay. It wasn't okay. None of that was okay. But that didn't matter to them. They started to act out, too. They got into a lot more trouble. It broke her heart, and just seems to get worse and worse.

Everyone remembers the bad things she does, never really the good things. Her past is still brought up from time to time. She doesn't get in trouble anymore, because she knows when to drop it. Her sisters, not so much. She really wishes that they would get the picture. It's not that hard. It really isn't, they just get worse and worse. She misses when they would actually do stuff with her. They'd sing, dance, and make stupid videos. But they seem to have more important things to do, things that don't include her. Is she really doing that bad of a job as a sister?

Yeah, being the oldest she gets to do everything first. Driving. High School. College. Moving out. But, it really isn't all that fun when her sisters never want to do anything. Everything else matters more than her. It's not the first time she's been their second choice, but she's tired of it.

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