What Having Sisters And No Brothers Taught Me

Growing up, I fought with my sisters constantly. It was always over stupid things like who gets to watch television first or who takes a shower first. I have 11 sisters in total but I have lived with only four of them my whole life, on my mother side. There were five girls in total and it always felt like we were boys. My mom called us boys because we were so rough with one another but everyone else saw us a the perfect sisters. Everyone was always so impressed with my family because all of us went to college and my mom was a single mother. It is impressive but it wasn’t easy.

I grew up as the middle child so I was in the middle of every argument between my sisters. When I sided with one group, the other would be upset. It was like that my entire life. There were times when I hated all of them. Sometimes I wish I had a brother just to see what would’ve happened. Everything would have been different. Brothers stick up and protect their sisters, so I wonder what it could’ve been like. Even though it’s all girls, we stuck up for one another. As we got older, everyone grew their own voice and it’s definitely different now. Were not all on the best terms but that is just because of one person. Everyone basically keeps to themselves but it’s not the same anymore. I’m comfortable with 3 of them and the last one, I could care less about. Too much has happened in the past and present. As much fighting as we did, I never hated having sisters (on a little).

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