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When I was two 
I didn’t understand
What exactly it meant to have a sister 
To be a sister
When I was eight I didn’t understand what it was like to have a brother
When I was younger I didn’t know what it was like to have siblings 
When I was 11 I didn’t know what it would be like 
To have a second sister
To have three siblings
But now being 15 if I could 
Go back and change anything 
I wouldn’t 
My siblings are the greatest thing ever
They bring me so much joy 
And although being the oldest isn’t always ideal
I wouldn’t change it for the world