I fell in love with her the moment I saw her. I was happy to have her, my best friend, who followed me like a little shadow.

And then things changed between us. I started resenting her. The comparing, the labelling… by all around me, got on my nerves, though her love for me was unconditional.

One afternoon, I heard Mom’s screams. The little one had fallen down the stairs and was unconscious.

In those few long moments at the hospital, something changed.

I walked home holding her hand tightly and felt glad that I still had a little sister.



This is a fiction written for the Write Tribe’s 100 Words on Saturday Prompt, My Little Sister.

Linking it to January 2014 Ultimate Blog Challenge and NaBloPoMo

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64 thoughts on “Realization

  1. The realization came in the middle of a disaster. The elder sister ‘s resentment towards the younger one was weak and her love was stronger. such a sweet little story.

  2. The sibling bond has been beautifully brought out Shilpa. Although I never had a younger sister, my younger brother made sure I never missed out on the elder sister rights and duties…I cant imagine how my childhood would have been without my partner-in-mischief 🙂

  3. I have a little sister and I could relate to all those comparing and labelling. But sisters are definitely friends for life. I so love the way you say so much in so little words. 🙂

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