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I love you


Dear little brother,

 

I met you in a hospital room 13 years ago. When you first arrived, I was apprehensive, but

Little did I know that you would grow up to mean so much to me.

Our bond is one that I don't have with anybody else. Whether we're fighting or laughing on the

Verge of tears, we always become closer to one another by the

End. You are my supporter and confidant, the one who makes me still feel

Youthful even in the most pressing of times. From our inside jokes to the secret language

Only we can understand, I am grateful to have such a

Unique relationship with you, and I am proud to call you my brother.

 

Your sister,

Anna

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