Your Siblings
When people ask, I say that I have two, though if you wanna get technical, I have way more than that.
My sister, Stephanie, is a firecracker. I love her to pieces but it's almost as if she's a new person every day. Her interests change, her opinions change. But that's just who she is, and what's wrong with that? She's the only one in the world that 100% understands what I dealt with growing up because for the most part, she did too. She's had a hard life, harder that mine even because I was able to escape through school. Steph got stuck in it, though I think people don't give her enough credit. She's growing up and she'll be great one day. She just needs to find her footing.
My brother is Dallas and he is four years old. He was 10 lbs when he was born, so this kid will be huge. He's already nearing 4 feet tall. He's a monster, but the most adorable monster you've ever seen. He calls me his "sissy" and he's my little "destructo". I can't wait to see what he does when he's older.
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