the loner,a fictional story based on my elders

there was once 3 sisterswho lived together yet apart. these girls prove that even if you all have spots it dosent mean you're alike. the eldest was...is a loner.she's so caught up in her own buisness that the hardly cared for mindless gossip except when it concerned her. she isn't selfish yet she loves being right.

the middle sister was an absolute CONTROL FREAK. she wants all to be to her liking and if it ain't she makes them do what she wants...or tries to.suprisingly she's married as her older sis is. her husband loves her to pieces and i think that she is very lucky...he cooks to!

anyway, the youngest sister is truly an oddity.she isn't married. she still lives with her parents and most of the time they are fighting...especialy her and her mother. she totally lacks the confidence that her sisters have. i dont blame her, at school she was always compared to her sisters and she never came close. you see she was stuborn as hell and the more you press her the more she resisted. so the more the teachers pushed,the more she resisted. until now, she still hasen't gained the confidence that she so lacked. no wonder, she still lives with her mother...i'm not saying thats a bad thing, but living with her mom she is still unable to break out of her high school shell... when asked,she says that she is looking for an apartment..i say hury the hell up!

her mother has given up on her but she still stabs poison darts without meaning to. i don't blame the mother for wanting the best fr her child, but she has to learn to love the way her child the way she is and stop trying to change her.in a way both the mom and the child are a fault in this...and they never talked about it to each other... thats a major problem.

the youngest cared to much about what people thought of her, that is what's preventing her from being her own person. people are all diffrent and have diffrent oppinions...if you try to hard to please all of them sooner than later you'll die... and maybe when you're on the journey up there you might finaly realise that the only oppinions that mattered are your own.

i grew up with the fear of becoming like this sister, but i realised that she is perfect the way she is and that i'll never be like her because know her mistakes that she told me herself and i realised that she didn't want me to be like her either. i know i wont but i will always have a part of her in me because the fear i felt was there because i recognised her in me... i am me yet i have a part of her in me to...maybe that's the reason i'm me and not her...

yeah yeah i know that's confusing.that is why god invented our brains...so that we use them... suprise! suprise!