Sophie
I can't ever express how much she's been there for me.
You can tell a big sister anything, anytime.
Things can seem absolutely terrible, and all she has to say is
"You're gonna be okay, squirt."
and suddenly? It is all going to be okay.
No matter what's thrown at her, she always takes it in stride.
Through everything, she still makes time for me.
She makes me feel like I'm loved and wanted, even at my worst.
Maybe it's cheesy. But I want to be like Sophie when I grow up.
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