Descriptive Essay About My Sisters

From my personal experience as an identical twin, my sister Alexandra and I were raised together our entire lives and we would do anything to be different from each other. If she cut her hair I would grow mine out, etcetera. Our personalities are very different as well, we had the same group of friends, but we had hardly any classes together in idle school and high school. I was into sports such as cross country, tennis and track, Alex was into her art classes and liked to make people laugh. There was another set of twins in our high school so similar to each other that their names were even Brittani and Brandi. They had the same style of clothing, hairstyles and didn’t do a lot of extracurricular activities. This is out of the norm for twin studies because their parents both raised them together. So what

The world was soft and warm. There were sweet voices and bright colors that surrounded me, begging for comfort. I lay with my small body swaddled in a blanket, resting on a soft green sofa. My head propped up on a plump pillow facing the fireplace. The sound of the sweet voice in my ears and the smooth blanket eased my aching. My brain pulsed behind my eyelids with every movement. My bones were stiff and sharp, but still gave me the urge to move them awake again. I arch my back and widened my arms, my fingers outstretched to the room. My hand falls on something wet and cold. I grasp it and am met with a hot slimey tongue over my fingers; a greeting. I turn to meet the wide brown eyes of my companion, the one who refused to leave my side from the beginning of my harsh fever. He whined and laid his jaw on my belly, still not taking his big eyes off me.

We all have read many different books and stories and have found many similarities between ourselves and different characters. One of the novels I have read during this summer is called,“Across Five Aprils”. In this novel, there was one character that I felt as if she was most like me. Her name is Jenny Creighton, the daughter of the Creighton family, whose only fourteen years old, in loved with a schoolmaster named Shadrach Yale. This girl and I have lots of characteristics in common, such as own point of views, tend to take care the family, and love without thinking.

The resemblance has shortly disappeared as I got older but we still have the same hair and face. My sister looks nothing like us but the only thing that she has in common with my brother and I is probably the eyes. My sister and I have weird moments where we both have the same exact idea or thought in our mind at the same exact moment. My brother, sister and I are all athletic. We love sports a lot. We all love sports because it’s fun and it keeps us healthy. I love sports because the feeling of competitism feels great when it courses through you. My brother and I have the same ego also. When we get tested by our athleticism, we want to prove it by playing the

The Elder Sister is a painting by a well-known French artist William-Adolphe Bouguereau. This work of art was completed by William in 1869. As a result of research made on this painting, it was found that the painting was anonymously given to the Museum of Fine Arts Houston as a gift in 1992. According to the museum, this was a gift of an anonymous lady in memory of her father. Since then this amazing work of art has been a part of the permanent collection of the Museum of Fine arts, Houston; becoming one of the most notable highlights in the museums painting collection. Its dimensions are 51¼ × 38¼ in (130.2 × 97.2 cm) and the frame is 67½ × 55 × 5½ in (171.5 × 139.7 × 14 cm).

Being in a sorority I have met and got to know a lot of people, especially my sisters. I have only been a part of my sorority, Alpha Omicron Pi, for three short weeks, but I have learned a lot about myself and my sisters. We are all very unique and different. Although we are so diverse, we fit together like a puzzle; each of us has an important piece to complete the picture. Some traits of mine that would be as noticeable as a corner piece of the puzzle would be my outgoing personality or my optimism. However, one of my hard to find pieces would be the fact that I’m very insecure. My sisters of ΑΟΠ have helped me realize even the worst parts of my personality are essential to help piece together the puzzle.

One way Alice Paul and I are similar is that we’re both strong leaders. When I was eight, my parents got divorced. This was the start of years of family drama that is still going on to this day. I was so young-I still am. As much as I want to, I know there is nothing

We had to change our address. Even with advanced technology, we had to explain to them that we in fact have similar interests, similar likes and dislikes but again two different people. It has always been a struggles in trying to decide what is best for different people to understand us. Just like we had to break it down for the computer, we have to break it down for others. “Hi, my name is Terria and this is my sister Terrial”. “Wait so you’re Terria and her name is Terrial”. We both smiled warm smiles that could’ve brightened up the already sunny, clear blue skies. “Yes, we’re twins”, we said together, sounding like a perfect harmony. “My name is Cristina, I’m a twin too”. At that moment we breathed a sigh of relief. We knew although, not everyone would understand us, not everyone could understand our differences, and that we would have to explain over and over again that yes we were two different people, two different identities, she will always be like my other half. Simply put, she’s not just my twin but she’s also my best friend. So see, I’ve always had my own identity, I’ve always owned my own style but it just took a while for me and the rest of the world to

At first, I had no idea that my little sister was different. She was just Sarah, who loved to sing, who would often scream, whose imagination had no limits, and who kept to herself. While I have another little sister, Alison, I was too young to notice the difference between the two of them. I believed Sarah was just as ordinary.

Have you ever done something bad and blamed it on your sibling, well I have. It was one Monday morning I was eating breakfast before school my sister Kaisie said something to me that made me as angry as a bull. I was always picked on by my sisters when I was little. When Kaisie left the kitchen and I was the only one in near distance I turned around with my spoon and I start scratching the wood windowsill. I carved a K, then an A, and so on. What happened was I carved Kaisie’s name on the windowsill. It was still brown and no one would notice it, so I got a red pen and colored it in. I dusted it off, threw out the evidence, and turned around to finish eating my toaster strudel. In the moment when I turned around and put my elbows on the table, it felt

by comparing behavioural traits in these twins are once again not conclusive: about 40% of the

Growing up as the middle child, having an older sister and younger brother, one would think that being in the middle, one might gradually gravitate to the older sibling, because of the older sibling being the same sex as you are, such as playing with dolls, dressing up the dolls or simply playing dress up with each other; however, that was not the case. I admired my sisters admirations of wanting to have a close relationship with me, the mere dream of having someone to dress up, to braid each-others hair; came to mind at times, but running around in the mud and playing sports was more appealing and more that meets the eye. Growing up I gravitated towards my brother, we were one grade difference in grade school, and only eleven months apart in age. Hanging out with my brother was awesome, similar friends, similar age groups, we all enjoyed running around, getting muddy, or simply the art of video gaming. Back in the day the computer game The Sims was quite popular as well, we both enjoyed playing that for hours, instead of doing our homework and focusing on our studies, not much worry for a pre-teen to teenager at that time. Then there was that time in grade school, my father would drop off the three of us to the morning care at the school prior to school starting, the morning-care took place in the gynmasium at the school. I distincively remember my brother and I would bring our Pok'emon cards to school and pull them out in the morning, to try to battle with the other students, and one day that

An example of Lykken during his experiment which I found in “Discovering Psychology”,there were a pair of twins who have been separated for almost 40 years.These two twin who never met each other before were the same height, had the same voice pattern,and speech patterns. Somehow the two pairs of twins ended up with the same name of Jim. Both had children and named them James ,one was named James Allen and the other was named James Alan .Next they were both married and divorced women named Linda.There has been many more coincidences happen with other twins some who actually grew up together.Like the chow twins .they attended the same school,shared the stage as co-valedictorians ,bith study at Julliard,and now they are both music professors

Both Jonas and we are very similar, we both have school. Both of our society have very similar school systems we both have grades and years. Every year in both of our communities we move up one grade. We both also have jobs even though Jonas his forced to worm we here they feel that he will best fit they are still similar. In our communities we are allowed to choose where we work if we work at all.

As a fraternal twin, it was a struggle figuring out my identity because Alyse and I share countless characteristics, from mutual interests to birthdays. Yet I refused to let this wave of insecurities swallow me whole, and instead used our unmatched bond as an opportunity to thrive. For instance, she worries about her appearance, but I use my level-headed attitude to keep her from succumbing to this self-doubt. However, it is not a one-way street, since Alyse taught me how to fearlessly communicate with others. In the end, we are yin and yang, polar opposites who balance each other out in ways that strengthen us