Do I Have To Go?

The other day I started doing something that I've been dreading ever since my summer vacation started...packing. Actually, I've been dreading it for quite a bit now, atleast ever since choosing my university in May.

I'm sure many of you can relate to having a kick-*** sister who's actually your best friend and who convienently, is always on your side. Looking at us, you probably wouldn't even suspect that we're related, let alone sisters. I'm sporty, a home-body, introverted and she's....not haha. To be honest, she's obnoxiously loud and can out-run absolutely anyone in 6 inch heels. I know my little sis sounds pretty high-maintenance but as I packed away pictures of us when we were shorter than the t.v. in our living room, I started bawling uncontrollably (and the Taylor Swift song playing in the background probably didn't help much either haha).

Sure, I'm only moving an hour and a half away, but someone might as well take my arm and a leg while they're at it. We're closer than PB&J and I can't even begin to explain how worried I am for her. For now the only thing I can do is pack, slowly but surely.

But there's also change, I guess. Change that will bring faith and the strength of independence to both of us. As an older-sister it's a bit terrifying to leave the nest I've so securely built around the two of us. However, it is comforting to know that we do in fact share one trait after all; perseverance.
Jubes29 Jubes29
18-21, F
Aug 7, 2010