My sister

She always use to be the strong one of us two. Even if I’m older than her it can sometimes be like she’s older. She doesn’t cry over tiny things. She save the tears to something important. I miss her very much when I live here even though we text each other much.

So this evening she called me, and she cried. She is ill, she has the flue so now she’s that baby sister I want to comfort and take care of:

-*cries*

-But…Olivia why are you crying?! has something happened

-No I just started to cry I don’t know why.

-Oh! Now when you’re crying I’ll start to cry…

-But Ebba you can’t cry !!

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