I have always been a girl who loves fashion, shoes, and hair and I haven't
been hiding it. I used to run around in tutus and sneak into my moms closet
to try her shoes on. Growing up with two older brothers though, has changed
me tons. I still love fashion and hair, but I've become so competetive,
that everything has some type of happy balance. I'm basically the
definition of the best of both worlds. Keeping that in mind, let's continue
on. I remember being about 5 and my two older brothers were best friends. I
would look out my window and see my two older brothers playing soccer and
shooting goals on each other. I had just got these new gorgeous gold
earrings, and I loved them so much, however I really wanted to hangout with
my brothers. I walked outside and asked my brothers if I could play with
them, and they hastily said: “yes, but you’re in goal.” Let me just tell
you, my brothers are legitimate soccer players. Imagine a little curly
headed girl, wearing a pink dress with flowers on it, standing in a soccer
goal with two huge middle schoolers kicking soccer balls at her and just
like you'd imagine, it didn't go too well. Eventually, my brother kicked a
soccer ball at my head, causing one of my beautiful new earrings to fall
into the grass. I searched for hours, with no help from my brothers at all,
and never found them. Don’t get me wrong, I love having older brothers. I
know they are always there to help me, but sometimes I wish I had a sister.
How my brothers shaped who I am today.
I also happen to be the youngest sibling, and hear nonstop from my brothers
“you got this before me,” or “you have everything so easy because you’re
the youngest.” Right now, my brothers are both in high school, while I’m in
middle school. I miss out on tons of family movie sessions, because “the
movie’s too mature for me.” It’s kind of hard for me still to feel like I’m
not part of the family because I miss out on stuff because I’m too young to
do something. As I’ve gotten older, it’s become easier for me to fit in.
One of my brothers is going to college soon, so lately it’s been easier
because it’s all sinking in for him that he’s leaving in less than 6
months. Being a younger sister is hard, but it’s ok because I’ve learned
how to get the most out of it, and right now, it’s ok. I love my brothers
so much, and I think I’ve really become a better person because of being
the youngest. For me, having older brothers made me the tough girl I am
today. Without them constantly pulling my curly hair, I never would’ve
learned to be fiesty and fight back. I’m a super competitive person, but I
also love to go shopping and sleep all day. My brothers have made me the
fiesty, lazy, insane, girly, and loving person I am today.
