Tell me how you feel about having a sister.

There is another person who takes care of you.

1. Sister is more like mother.

She played the role of my little mother since she was a child, buying me all kinds of things, clothes, food, books, materials and so on. Educate me and tell me what to do and what not to do. My birthday, she remembers it most clearly in the world, and she remembers it very clearly every year in the lunar calendar. Calculate in advance and be more careful than your parents.

I always buy gifts for me at school. I will be at school on my birthday in June 65438+ 10 this year. She bought a cake when I was at home during the eleventh holiday, and Doraemon's gong celebrated it for me in advance. Even my mother sighed. Now she always wants to buy me this and that, so I say I don't want your money. Never. Sometimes you have to transfer money to her. She was speechless and smiled and said, "I have money, don't worry." Or "it's okay, I can afford it."

She was taking care of her when she was ill.

I was sickly when I was a child. My mother is going to work. She always takes care of me and tries her best to coax me into taking medicine. I remember very clearly that she forced a pill I couldn't eat into a banana and told me to close my eyes and chew it directly. Now everyone thinks this way of eating is wonderful. I wonder how she came up with it.

Later, now, we are completely upside down. She has lost weight and is always ill. I became the healthy one. Especially when I was in high school, all my close friends knew that I was often sad for a while. You ask me, my sister fainted again.

I want to take care of you, too.

Once, she was seriously ill and lived in the hospital. She had a high fever for a month for no reason. My family kept all kinds of secrets from me for fear that I would be worried. I called her to know the truth. I Baidu every day, looking for channels to contact doctors online, wondering why, and then sending her screenshots.

There is a small clue on the internet, which may be related to leukemia. I cried in the dormitory, crying and thinking, if it is true, I must give her my blood, my bone marrow. Later, I called her and cried on the phone. She's still weak and says I'm fine. I'm really fine. I was worried every day, so I called my brother-in-law to ask about the situation.