Have you ever had someone who was by your side everyday from the day you were born? My twin sister Brianna was that person for me. From the day we were born we were always side by side. Having two older brothers who I am very close with, I can say the bond between twins is so much stronger. We did everything together, we started sports together, had the same friends, and were even in the same classes in school. Growing up as a twin made me extremely dependent on others. I never liked to be alone. Brianna and I are very lucky that we get along the way we do. Although we do have those little fights over sharing clothes or who has to do the dishes. Just like most sisters, one minute were fighting and the next were laughing together.
Every group of friends has that responsible person to keep them in line. For my friends and I, Brianna has always taken that role. I remember one hot summer day a group of us were down the shore, out for a boat ride. We tied the boat up to a small bridge. We were all jumping off, swimming, and having a great day. Hours later when we began to get ready to leave, we packed up our stuff and untied the boat. One line was left off the back of the boat and as the propeller started to go, the line got tangled up. The engine came to a sudden stop and we were all worried. Quickly I realized the line was stuck, so I began to pull on it. The boat began to fill with water and Brianna quickly panicked. She yelled "grab the plug!" frantically. As I just stood there confused, she already saw the problem. As we watched the plug sink to the bottom of the bay, she began to order each of us around to different jobs. She said " Aubrey use the cup to bail the boat out. Tara put the bags in the front of the boat. Karly stand on the front with Tara to lift the back out of the water" as the three of us giggled, she was solving our problems. She found something to temporarily stick in the hole as a plug and we went on our way home. I think this represents one of the roles Brianna has always played in my life, cleaning up my messes and being responsible when I was not.
College is the first time we have been away from each other ever. The morning I was moving in we drove up to Bloomsburg together, just me and her in the car. We pulled out of our driveway as tears filled both our eyes. We had one last drive together before we turned to the next chapter of our lives, apart from each other. As we began to set up my new bedroom, that's the moment that it hit us. We would never be together the way that we were for the past eighteen years. It has been the weirdest experience being separated because even though we're only an hour and a half away from each other, it feels so much further. We make it a priority to FaceTime each other a few times a week to stay updated on both our lives. Now she comes to my soccer games with my parents to watch me play, but I can't help but remember when we would step onto the field together. We get to see each other for those few minutes after the game until I get on the bus, but nothing will compare to spending all of our time together every single day.
the main problem i see is that this is not an anecdote. an anecdote is "a short amusing or interesting story about a real incident or person." you have described what your relationship with your sister and how it was different when she left, which is fine for beginning the blog. but is not an anecdote.
ReplyDeletecommenting on what you wrote i would say to shorten the description of how you two are different and being more descriptive on how you felt when she left, but that's more of a nit pick