She was always a sister but more of my mother. My mother was the typical disciplined loving mom but my sister was the fiercely protective mom. She was a kid herself but that never stopped her from protecting me from people or situations who hurt me. She has taught me to love others despite who they are and to fight for myself. She taught me to stand up for things that I want and though she gave up on lot of her dreams she never let me give up on mine.
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