Samah Sameer
Mrs. Nida Jalal
English 8
19 October 2017
Memory: I am not the youngest anymore. I was the youngest child for only 2 years. I had 1 older sister, and I was born 2 years after. Anyways, I was free and I got everything I wanted for 2 years. My parents gave me all of their attention when I was born, which made my older sister jealous, cause she didn’t get anything she wanted anymore. I was the happiest child only for two years. But then, one day my mom was in the hospital giving birth to another baby. After two days passed, my mom was back at home, and I never got as much attention from my parents as I used to. Now my parents always give their attention to my little sister, Sarah. Ugh.
When my parents started giving all of their attention to my sister, I became jealous, the same way my older sister, Sabah was jealous of me when I was born. Ugh. Sarah is taking their attention away from me. My parents love her more
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I hated having a little sister, at the time. But obviously now I am very used to it. At first, I was the one who got the attention from everyone. But that ended when I turned two. Anyways, I was ok with having a younger sister as I grew older.
I was actually happy to have a child to play with who was younger than me, so I would be the one who bosses them around instead of the other way around. I was tired of being bossed around by my older sister. Every time I play with her, she bosses me around and makes me get things for her. But now, this was my chance to boss around another person.
I was kind of fine with having a baby sister, because I thought it would have been fun. I was half right, half wrong. I liked a small sister because I would have someone to play with. The reason I hated having a younger sister was because every night whenever I try to go to sleep, there is always this screaming sound, and I can’t ever got to sleep, and if I do go to sleep, I always wake up because of
This is not good, because a good relationship with your sibling is always helpful in life.
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This change weakens the relationship between her, her parents,
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