Younger Sister Stories Novels & Stories

My heart hurts so bad right now. Yes, I am just ten years old however I have friends at school who have big sisters at a higher grade level like Anya's big sister. Anya's big sister is in grade six and just two years older than us and Anya told me that her sister already had two ex boyfriends and has also experienced her first kiss and second kiss.

He panicked, pulling me in closer, looking at me. "Its just that your Father mentioned you were just like her or something like that when he was all in here yelling and shit" Collin had a mouth full of a sandwich as he talked across the kitchen island. I adjusted myself in Trevors lap, uncomfortable with where the conversation was about to go. "She was my younger sister. Older than June, she was two years younger than me" "Was?" Trevor asked. I nodded, a tear welling in the corner of my eye. I wiped it away quickly and continuned

My younger sister takes a seat next to me. “Oh, just regaling her with my childhood stories. Growing up in Florida, learning about boys from Hank and Drew. I’d read some books and poems to her too.” Amy says. I smile at my little sister. She may be small, and rough around the edges, but she has a big heart. She rarely lets anyone see the softer side of her. “Don’t tell me that you shared the story with Sage about how you walked in on Hank and Drew together?” Emmy says as she takes her own seat on the opposite side of the bed.

Every night, before the kids were drifted to sleep, Ruthie always tell them different types of stories, and there was a day she told them story about, two sisters, and she promised them to continue with the story the following day, The next day, when the children, Juliana and Juliet were on the bed about to sleep, they eager to listen to the story Ruthie promised them, and Juliana said, “Ruthie, you promised telling us Interesting story today. “Ok, yeah, I remember, once upon a time, there was a two sister living In a orphanage home, The senior sister Is calm while the junior one wayward, and she doesn't take nonsense, One day, whey they brought some unique children to the orphanage, she wa

My hands loosened due to my shakiness and my phone slipped out from my hands and fell to the floor. I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that my own sister was my biggest enemy. It turned out that the dream I had that night about how I was pushed and almost fell off from the treehouse was real. And the girl who pushed me wasn't Lily. Lily didn't exist. The girl who pushed me hoping I would fall off from the treehouse was none other than my sister Sienna. She hated me so much that she attempted to murder me when we were just barely ten years old. My body shooked violently after my parents revealed it to me.

He'd urged me to tell him more about my childhood and I just let the words flow. I told him about the time my younger sister Sydney beat up a girl in school who'd been bullying her and my mum gave her a stern lecture about the punishment for fighting. Later that evening, my dad secretly gave her a high five and bought her a packet of cookies for standing up for herself. I talked about my younger brother Andrew and all the mischief he got up to.

Nancy said to her brother, she was remembering her mom's words the afternoon. "Do you know who she is?" Expressed Skandar fast. "Sure, she's even younger than me." Nancy answered honestly. Skandar blinked his eyes confused, wait for a moment... If his younger sister was only twenty one years old, how old was she? It’s impossible for him to marry a girl whom was younger than his sister's age. Skandar exhaled his breath, he seemed choked. "How old is she?" Asked Skandar carefully to his younger brother.

My sister says and I know she's about to tell a story of one of my birthdays when she didn't get me a present and I went off on her. "It's okay Liam, you don't have to." I say eyeing my sister. "Are you sure? You remember your 21st when I didn't get you anything__" my sister starts to say and I cut her off. "Liam it's fine really." I say. "I do want to hear the story." Liam says teasing me a little. "Maybe I'll tell you later." My sister says to Liam. "She won't." I say eyeing her and she finally stops.

New Story Costume Party. There are some things in life that are not planned. They just happen! My sister Serena is 5 years older than me and we have never been real tight. We were just typical siblings with an age difference. We would fight all the time over just about anything, but as we got older we managed to become friends. My sister was a wild child; I caught her more than once having sex with her boyfriends at our parents' house. I never said anything but she knew that I knew.

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once