Novel & Cerita I Love My Little Sister

I gulped in fear. "Your Mom and Me are sisters . I am the elder sister whereas she is the younger one….oh and yes everyone's favourite one as well. Because of her well behaved nature, soft spoken and selfless personality. I was quite rebellious since childhood which made me the least favourite of my parents….they called me selfish which is actually I am.

"I love you." "I love you too, big sister." . A. Gupta

When we were little, I used to think Mogan was my mother and not my sister. Aside from being too bossy, Mogan would hit me each time she was not having her way. She was just this cruel sister that I did not almost like while growing up. Not to lie though, she was still the best gift ever. I loved my sister so much that I would lay my life down for her. I took another look at Sapphire who was still sleeping and then leaned down. I cupped her cheek while I hesitated to kiss her lips before I finally leaned back.

I did use his sister because I knew I couldn't be with the only girl that I had ever loved, Sofia Jones. Sofia is my sister's best friend. She is the most beautiful girl in the world. She isn't just beautiful on the outside but also on the inside. She is nice and caring. She would never hurt anyone. I have been in love with her since the moment I met her. It was the first day of fifth grade. As soon as My blue eyes connected with her green ones, I knew I was a goner. We became friends, and every time I talked to her, I fell in love with her even more.

It starts out talking about how annoying she is and what a trickster she can be and her pranks piss him off or get him in trouble, then it takes a turn and he says that is how he knows she loves him because siblings can be that way. ‘An Ode to Sid My little sister with skin so fair Blue eyes and flame like hair The devil himself could not compare All the evil things she does They leave me in despair When I see her smiling around the house I know I better run because She is up to something quite unfair Like the time she put gum on my chair Or pulled the fire alarm while I had soap in my hair Causing me to run outside in the buff Sometimes I think I’ve had enough But then she’s like this

Then she ended her spiel with 'I love you forever', sealing her words with a kiss on my temple. Then my brother pulled me into a hug, rocking me to the side as he embraced me. "My little sister." He whispered into my ear.

I recall when I was five and Iris three, more than mom and dad, she was my princess, I loved my sister more than anything. We had the best bond. Hurt her and I will damn you. That was how important she was to me. I would do anything for her to smile at me with awe and look at me as her hero. She was my pride. My sister was my gem. She was my cute, little chubby world. I would do anything, just to stretch those beautiful lips. When Iris first went to kindergarten, a fat boy pushed her, and she got a scrape on her knees. I was livid.

Well, there is nothing I can do; all that is left is to try to be the best I can. My relationship with her cooled down after I entered puberty, but when I tried to get closer, it was her turn to go on this roller coaster of emotions. But that doesn't make me stop loving her; she is my little sister, whom I will love forever because it is just the two of us, and the older one's duty is to take care of the younger one. "Bye, Mom, Bye, Aya," I say goodbye and pick up the backpack that was hanging on my chair and leave the house.

I reached for the door, hand shaking. “Mia!” Vicky’s small voice broke. I turned. Mom was gripping her arm. Vicky cried silently. “Don’t go, Mia. Please.” “Get out,” Mom said calmly, eyes cold. George lingered behind her like a shadow. I looked at my sister—those pleading eyes. “I love you, little sister,” I whispered. Then at Mom. “I love you too. I hope someday… you change.” I walked out as Vicky cried my name.