Me and my sister, we are very different. She likes to talk, I hate attention, she rarely cries, I cry all the time. Her family live in the north side and mine at the south side. We argue very often because sometimes we can’t understand each other because we are too different. That’s why I love the fact that we at least have the adoption in common. I love her and I can tell her everything, in return she talks to me about adoption because I have been through it all. I’m so proud of my little sister for who she is. Even though we are totally different. She is the one I trust the most. Not sisters by blood but by heart.