Sisters

Sister Older and Sister Younger have two sides.....as the picture depicts.

Sister Older has always been my guardian angel....the white witch. In school, church, play, work, everywhere I went, she took it upon herself to take after me. We have had a lot of great times. BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT....She has an evil side as well. My so caleed guardian angel was also my arch nemesis. We got in many a wrestling matches that resulted in holes and dents in the wall. The teasing went back and forth then, and still does today. I love Sister Older. She has kept me on my toes and caught me when I've fallen.

Sister Younger is one of the sweetest people in the world. Always loving and worrying about how I am doing. She has a unique ability to know that something is wrong before I start talking. Now some of that may be because I mope around like a little puppy, but I still think it is a pretty neat trick.....BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.... Sister Younger is the only person that I have seen go from good witch to bad witch in a matter of seconds. There would be many a time that the black witch would attack, screaming at the top of her lungs, only to turn into the white witch when she answered the phone. I love Sister Younger. She is a pleasant, sometimes scary, little bundle of joy.

My sisters mean a lot to me. I have always tried to be there for them...even if that meant scaring the living daylights out of them at all possible times.