It is hard to think back 4 or 5 years ago when my sister and I couldn’t stand to be in the same room, not to mention friends. When she was 16 and I was 12, the apocalypse would take place every time we were in the same room. Now I call her one of my best friends and I have no idea what I would do without her. I think once she moved out for about six months that is when we got the closet. It is like the saying” you don’t know what you have until it’s gone.” We didn’t know how much we depended on each other until we didn’t live together anymore. She taught the importance of friendship, and being there for someone.
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