My Greatest Fear: Having the Same Relationship with My Little Brother as I Do with My Older Sister

Personal essay I love my brother, in fact most people do. He’s a loving, caring, intelligent and hardworking. However loitering behind the smile is a quiver of fear caused by overwhelming pressure, from myself. How can I be as successful, talented and smart like him? How can I be as dedicated, enthusiastic and fearless? I fear I can’t and that makes me feel useless, idiotic and most of all worthless. Every day I am asked: what it is like is to have to live up to such an achieving, driven…

I Promise I still remember it as if it were yesterday. The very day I ended my twin sister’s life. The sound of her pleading voice begging me to slow down will always haunt me for the rest of my life. I could never forgive myself. She was my sister, my bestfriend, we were one and now I’m lonely by myself. “Brittany, slow down, you’re going too fast!” “I know what I’m doing, we’re fine!” “I don’t care, SLOW DOWN!” she yelled once more. “Brianna relax nothing will happen, I promise…

something so little could affect your life so much? Well on June XX, 199X, a beautiful baby girl was born with big brown eyes crystal clear yet pure in color. Gentle skin and soft brown hair, this sweet infant would soon become the most important thing in the world to me. The opportunity to influence the life of my sister will probably be the most worthwhile experience I will ever encounter. Starlin is an important person in my life because, she has taught me so much, she is my best friend, and I know I…

are? I have. I was challenged a week ago to come up with my hero for an English paper. After countless, antagonizing hours pondering the true meaning of this topic, I know what the word hero stands for. A hero is a person you look up to, someone who is honorable, benevolent, and hardworking. This person will battle evil everyday. This evil may be causing the world to end, or just the world as he knows it. I know a person who personifies all of these characteristics, thus making him my hero. My hero…

My Sister, My Friend, and My Mentor Every January brings a horrendous memory for my family and myself. January being the month, in which my sister passed away, unexpectedly taken from our lives leaving behind the heart broken, chaotic, and depressed husband, parents, and family members. No to mention, the care, love, and tenderness that this new born child would be in desperate need of, where would one begin to manage such a tragedy, to pick up the pieces left and go on to love and care again…

I remember the summer my little sister, Alexis who was 16 at the time, came to visit me from South Carolina. I was working on Naval Air Station North Island at a placed called FRC Southwest at the time. The day after she arrived for her visit, she woke up at 5:00 a.m., groomed herself, ate a small breakfast and met me in my car at 6:15 a.m. to go to work with me. She did every day for the first two weeks of her two-month long visit with me. One day while we were in my office I asked her, “Wouldn’t…

Evelyn Rivas West Coast University 9 May 2013 My Sister’s Keeper Cloning is a controversial topic to where most people who argue about it, definitely do not agree with each other’s opinions. “My Sister’s Keeper” is a movie where one child, Anna, is conceived solely so her older sister Kate can fight leukemia. Once Anna reaches a certain age, she realizes what has been happening to her and refuses to go through with anything else by suing her mother. Throughout…

Behind closed doors I saw her tears. Behind her back I heard the laughing. I watched her as she never gave up. So much of what makes me who I am today, I learned from her. She is my older sister, Lisa. I had reasons to admire Lisa other than her being my older sister. From the beginning, everything was hard for her. In elementary school, Lisa wore glasses and was constantly teased by the other children. They were unaware of the emotional harm they caused her. Later, Lisa was diagnosed…

My mother, brother and I woke up at 5:00 A.M for our flight to Dubai. I was really excited because we were going to the United states and start a new life there with my mother,father,brother and I. My brother was 4 years old while I was 7 years old.I really wanted to go back to bed because 5:00 A.M was to early. “Yasmeen hurry up don 't go to sleep again we have no time!!”My mother yelled in Arabic because that’s the language we all understood and spoke at the time. “okay,” I grumbled. I got up…

“What am I going to do with my life?” This is one of the hardest decisions a young adult ever grapples with. A life without an aim is like a ship without radar. Ever since I was a young child I had wanted to be a lawyer, an engineer, a musician, a chef and even a teacher at some point. Choosing a career is a very difficult task at this competitive age. Everyone is driven by a desire to find personal fulfillment along with financial stability with an adverse economy running in parallel makes traditional…