They said,

“Sister. She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink."

"Your sister is your best friend and confidante"

"A sister is a precious gift."

"She is the person to whom you turn first when you need an ear. And she is always ready to provide a shoulder for comfort. You rely on her for sensible advice and a sense of perspective."

"She has always been there for you, in good times and bad."

"For every awful thing that's been said and done, she is your sister. Parents die, daughters grow up and marry out, but sisters are for life. She is the only person left in the world who shares your memories of your childhood, your parents, your struggles, your sorrows, and, yes, even your moments of happiness and triumph. Your sister is the one person who truly knows you, as you know her. The last thing she'll say to you is 'When our hair is white, we'll still have our sister love.”

But no, I don't believe in such things. I have a Big Sister, but because of one incident we lost her. I know It's my fault, If only I stayed in the house that night, If only I followed my father's order, If only… If only…

But I'm just a child back then, I don't know what I am doing. Can they blame me that they lost their precious daughter because of me?.

Because of her, I'm in pain right now.

Because of her, I'm all alone.

She took all the love that was meant and suppose to be shared w/ me, since we've lost her

Everyday I was ignored, blamed and unloved because of her.

She's my Sister and my Greatest Rival in Life.