The days in the life of a little sister

“You’re xxxxx and xxxxxx little sister right?” Or “you’re xxxxx daughter right.” To all those who have said one of these things to me or anyone else, listen and listen good. My name is xxxxx, and I’m just your average old 7th grader, I’m not my brothers. I’m me. I like taking pictures, hanging out with my family and friends, listening to music, and sometimes even school. The one thing I like most of all is being my own person.

For basically my entire life except the ages 0-3, I’ve been living in the shadows of my all mighty brothers. You see, my brothers are known as the ones who write good speeches, are good at public speaking, and amazing at every sport they play. I, on the other hand, is known as xxxxx and xxxxxx kid sister. I’m the notorious annoying little sister of the family. I’m the one everyone knows is there but doesn’t really acknowledge as someone that's worth their time and energy to at least learn the name of. Honestly, every once in a while I feel like a space filler that’s just there to make the Christmas cards look good. Not that we even have Christmas cards.

Right now all I know for sure is that I’m at an age where I’m still trying to figure out who I want to be. I definitely know that I don’t want to be xxxxx and xxxxxx kid sister. My goal is to be xxxx the artistic, funny, kind, confident 7th grader. Unfortunately in the process of doing that I lost myself and became my worst nightmare. The annoying little sister, the shadow. Every day I ask myself ‘how did I let this happen?’ And ‘why can’t I be more like them?’ Somehow it’s taken me nine years to realize that it’s because I’m not them, and no offense to them but I don’t want to be. Don’t get me wrong they have been the best role models a girl could ask for. They have basically mentored me through each year of school and each hard math test. So yes, I love them with all my heart but no, I don’t want to be them. I want people to think of me as a good person like people think of them.

I want to be known as xxxx the girl who takes amazing pictures, and xxxx the girl that's a lover and a fighter, or xxxx the great student and leader, and finally just xxxx plain and simple. Going back to what I said in the beginning if you are one of those people and you are reading this thank you for listening. I know I’m not the only one who feels overpowered by someone's amazing reputation, and I can’t speak for them because this is just my story. So please the next time you meet someone take the time to learn about them or at least their name because we are all more than just a sibling, dad, mom, cousin, uncle, or aunt. We are more than just a face we have feelings too, try to get to know us maybe you'll like who you meet. It might sound like having older sibling sucks but here are some good things. 25 good things about having an older brother