My Sister

Caring. Compassionate. Real. Always by my side. Who do you suppose that is? Yep, you guessed it, my sister Isabelle, or Izzy as I call her. We are twenty two months apart and even though most people think that brothers and sisters can't be that close, she and I have always had been the best of friends. When I was little, I didn't have to have friends to wrestle or to play soccer in the backyard. I had her. She's everything I would want in a brother, yet she is a beautiful, smart, and loving girl.

Growing up, my sister and I did everything together. From jumping on our parents' bed to driving my electric scooter down the neighborhood. From laughing and telling jokes, to playing handball in our house and breaking countless vases. My sister and I could do literally everything with each other. We are always there for each other. When I'm sad, I'll confide in her. When I'm sick, she cares for me. I can say with one hundred percent certainty that if I ever need her, she'll be right there for me.

Today, my sister is a fun, pretty, and popular girl and I'm in a bit of a situation. I'm starting to get the feeling that as I get older, the more my friends talk about her. Being the overprotective big brother I am, I act as her personal bodyguard, protecting her from boys. If guys want to get to her, they'll have to get through me. Now that I think about, that's probably why she never tells me about who she likes, or who she's dating.

My sister and I

I think it's safe to say that I am the luckiest brother in the world to have a sibling like her, and even luckier that we have such a strong relationship and not one that has our parents looking at a site like this. Many of my friends rarely get along with their siblings, if at all, and they are amazed at how Isabelle and I almost never get into arguments. Sometimes I wonder what will happen when we go to college. What if we don't end up in the same college? Even though we are nearly two years apart, we have only been one year apart in school, as she started one year early. Sometimes I wonder about when she and I will go our separate ways, to get married and have our own kids. Will they be as close as we are?

All I know for certain is that no matter where we are, no matter how far apart, she will always will be my best friend.