Dear Older Sister,

Growing up, I was known as your little sister. By teachers, friends, and your roommates. At first, I hated it because I wanted to be my own person. Now, I could not be happier to be compared to someone as great as you. You were my hero growing up and I wanted to do, much to your despise, everything you did. You said jump and I asked how high. We are all grown up now and I realized that I never took the time to thank you for being such a great older sister.

Thank you for being my first best friend. No matter what, I knew you were always there for me from when I needed someone to hold up the background up for our fake photo shoots as kids to doing my hair for my graduation. You were always there for me when I needed someone. Every time we are together, we always laugh over nonsense and drive everyone crazy with our inside jokes. I loved having you right across the hall because whenever I had good news I could go and tell you about. When I was having a not so good day, I knew your door was always open. And even when you went to school, you were a phone call away. You helped me with everything I did and I could not be more grateful.

Thank you for being my partner in crime. After all, every detention I ever had had something to do with you(even though you talked your way out of some of them). You were always willing to pull a prank on mom and dad or our friends. Those nights you and I would sneak out for food may have seemed like nothing to you, but our 1:30 a.m trips to Sheetz always made my heart race. The amount of times we hid behind things waiting to scare someone, or each other, is way to big of a number to count.

Thanks for always having my back. You always stood up for me no matter what. Even if I was completely wrong you would still back me up, but then tell me how wrong I was in private. You always are there for me no matter what and I cannot imagine going up against mom or dad without you by my side.

Thank you for also being my enemy. We always butt heads which makes us fight. Getting dressed every day is a constantly struggle with you because you have on my jeans but I am wearing your sweater because you wore my boots yesterday. Our friends have grown used to our fights and usually tend to let us brawl it out. I am thankful for this because it made me tough. It made me fight for what I wanted or believed in when I had to face the real world.

I know I am biased, but you really are the world's greatest sister. You do so much for me every day and you are my number one fan. I know I never say it that much, but I am super grateful to get the a sister like you, and I hope you feel the same way about me. Thank you so much for everything and I love you too pieces.

Love,

Your younger sister