Honestly- if you have seen my sister- you know she is gorgeous.
If you know her- you know she is outspoken.
If you really know her- then you know she is as funny as all get out and loyal. Loyal as the day is long. (and the day can be really long, I've watched her children by myself)
Marci was always the loud one, the center of attention, full of energy. Over the years Marci became very sensitive to my complaints about her decibel level. Sometimes it can really be shrill. Marci has a uncanny ability to dust herself off. She shows up again and again. She tries ever so hard to better herself. Even when people try to bring her down. It's sad to say, but I've seen people do it. When those times come, and those people appear from the wood work, I become the big sister. The cheerleader for one night. I do my jumps and high kicks, and ra ra's to cheer her on. I also want to high kick those people in the face but I try to leave that out of it. I love being a BIG sister, only because Marci is my little sister. Marci use to come sleep in my bed with me when I was scared, she would and still helps me do my makeup, and she often wipes my tears. She is kind of like a Big Sister to me. I love her dearly and would never want to imagine my life without her. Having her as my sister is my privilege, I'm sure.
P.S. I still have your fingernails marks on my arms
-Angelina
Marci was always the loud one, the center of attention, full of energy. Over the years Marci became very sensitive to my complaints about her decibel level. Sometimes it can really be shrill. Marci has a uncanny ability to dust herself off. She shows up again and again. She tries ever so hard to better herself. Even when people try to bring her down. It's sad to say, but I've seen people do it. When those times come, and those people appear from the wood work, I become the big sister. The cheerleader for one night. I do my jumps and high kicks, and ra ra's to cheer her on. I also want to high kick those people in the face but I try to leave that out of it. I love being a BIG sister, only because Marci is my little sister. Marci use to come sleep in my bed with me when I was scared, she would and still helps me do my makeup, and she often wipes my tears. She is kind of like a Big Sister to me. I love her dearly and would never want to imagine my life without her. Having her as my sister is my privilege, I'm sure.
P.S. I still have your fingernails marks on my arms
-Angelina
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