I have two sisters, they are both younger than me, one is 16 years old and the other sister is 29 years old.
My (older) sister´s birthday was a few days ago. I called her earlier in the morning and we were talking around 5 minutes, when we finished the conversation many good memories from we were children came to mind. It was no easy because until this moment i didn´t feel that we are not together anymore and that these times won´t come back again.
I can remember we were always together an the time we were very close was when my mother got a job in a different city. We were living in my grandmother´s house, it was large and had 6 rooms, we slept in a room at the back of the house and it was far from my grandmother´s room. Our room was dark and my sister was scared, i´ll always remember that she all the time asked me for my hand before we went to sleep, so she would feel safe.
Sometimes i feel that i wasn´t as good brother as should have been because i like to protect as much as could and I stopped her from playing with my friends and I because she was much littler and younger than us and we played rough.
