My siblingsLucyMy siblings6 years ago in Scraps
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I remember when we first met.
It was at the hospital. You were wrapped in blue, so I thought you must be a boy.
For three years after that it was just the two of us. Two little blonde girls. "Are they twins?" people asked. I don't remember much of those days, but I'm sure we were happy.
Then, finally, we grew up. We worked out that we were supposed to hate each other. My hair became darker and yours became lighter. Now you're loud and brash and I'm quiet and careful, and no one thinks we are twins anymore.
You're poised on the verge of growing up, and you don't even know it. When I look at you I see myself six years ago.
You were slim and lithe, and now you are starting to fill out. Not in the "right places", just yet; that will come later. But your stomach and your thighs and your face are becoming thicker. Stronger. You have noticed this. You are terrified.
Someday, you will come out the other side, as I have. You will be a woman.
Is it worth it? I