Abrey: The Perfect Sisters

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You will never be perfect, you will only ever achieve your best. Despite the obvious, I've always attempted to be the ‘perfect’ sister. By modern day expectations, sisters are meant to protect you, annoy you, and be there for you when you can't go to your mother. They are meant to be your best friend. I've been a protector, a best friend, and an annoying voice telling her what to do. People, like myself, are impacted and altered by bittersweet experiences that have evolved them into the siblings they’ve become. Thinking back about my initial impressions of sisterly love, I instantly remember the eldest, Abrey, yelling at us with a broken voice to go to our room. Being the snot-nosed little tyke I was, I had always thought that …show more content…

While Abrey was stern and the enforcer, Sai had always showered us with affection and provided a safe haven. While we locked ourselves from reality she would sing for us, play charades, and attempt at teaching us how to make origami dragons. To this day, I remain in debt to the multiple accounts of kindness she has shown me. As I grew up with them, I slowly learned that one's guardians aren't meant to dowse their irresponsibility and failures in liquor. They aren't meant to imbibe copious quantities of alcohol as their kids grew too quickly. Sai was with me through the entire realization. For example, once I cried in her bed attempting to fall asleep to another physical dispute between Dad and Mom. She covered my ears and kept me tucked into her arms. I don't remember why I was crying so hard, I should have been used to it, but I do recall the way she shushed my sobs and soothingly hummed to calm me. In the midst of the chaos, I fell asleep. Sam showed me that comfort stretches for centuries. I took from her that you were meant to be there for the people you care about. I apply this to everyone in life, not just my littlest …show more content…

Tammy had money and land, but a surprisingly low tolerance for children. Her views of discipline always reached extremes. Alas, Jai messed up on an abundance of occasions but I would never let her take the down fall for any of it. Our foster mother Sue had shown me that guardians are meant to be kind yet strict, not violent. I loved Jai too much for her to get hurt. Jai was far too little and far too naïve. I could protect her from the cruel certainty of life just a bit longer. When a vase broke, I claimed I did it. If the dogs got out, I left the door open. Personally, I never complained about the beatings I was taking but I was disappointed in my dad. How could he not notice what Tammy was doing or did he just not care? I grew to hate myself and Tammy. I didn’t speak up or voice any complaints at the bruises, but I protected Jai none the less. She still is unaware of most of what happened at Tammy’s house. All I learned from that wretched woman was that innocence is important. It keeps you happy. Ignorant but

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