Twins

I was a only child for seven years until they pop out. My brother and sister who are twin. Well, they didn't really "pop out" but born. Being a only child was fun. I was able to get whatever I like, and go wherever I want. I was terribly spoiled.My parents love me.

I thought the loving would be ever last because I was a child. When my mom told me the fact of I am becoming a older sister. I was excited about it. When they come into the world, I thought they were cute. You know just babies.Cunning, sofe cheeks, and tiny hands. Their feature makes me want to be kind to them. I mean, How harmful can they be?

Then I started Elemerntry school soon after. Normally, my parent takes turn to pick me up. But my parents start to be late to pick me up because of the twin. Either they got sick or my parent just couldn't get out. I felt sad and unloved because they didn't have time for me.

As they grow up more, they took more and more attentions. They could do what ever they want, while mom and dad keep telling me to do my best in school and set a good example for them.

Year and years pass by. Now I realize I can't be the me today without them. because I know that if I am a spoil only child these days, I wouldn't have my kind of friend and the life I went through. I would be lonely and bratty. Having siblings wouldn't be bad. without siblings life could be risky.