So, I have this little sister....we grew up together.
We shared a room.
We fought constantly, and were very different.
But we always loved eachother.
If all of our differences were put into one person, we could probably fly....
or have laser vision....
or be invisible.
Then she went on a mission.
I almost died because I missed her so much.
When she came home....she met a boy.
And then she got married!
I don't know why, I guess she thought it was a good idea.
AND IT WAS!!
I love the guy.....well I mostly love him.
The only reason I don't love him is because he moved my sister again.
TO NEW YORK!!
So mean.
My sister knows that I need constant re-assurance that she still loves me.
So she sends me fun pictures of life in the big apple.
Tons better than the mission, because I get a happy text from Leslie at least once a day.
I think Leslie is one of the BEST people in the world.
I think she's pretty.
Stylish.
And, I am pretty sure she has her own super powers.
For some reason, when she puts her mascara on, she thinks of me.
And so this is my FAVORITE picture ever.
I love you Leslie, more than you know.
Me
