First off, I'll give you some background.

I am 4.5 years younger than my sister, Caroline. From the outside, we appear very different, although some people think we look the same, just with different hair colors. My sister has blonde hair while I have brown hair. I am about 3 inches taller than her (her being only 4'11).

Personality wise, we are similar to. We both don't like the same foods, laugh at the same things, and genuinely enjoy the same shows. We have always been really close, and my mother constantly reminded us how lucky we were to have each other.

My brother being the only boy and not having a brother, made us appreciate each other even more. Ironically, growing up my brother called me his brother many times. At the time, that was the greatest compliment. Now, I look back and am slightly confused about this comment.

My sister went to school in North Carolina. Therefore when she was home we were attached at the hip. Sometimes it was because we had to share a car and the other didn't want to be stuck at home all day but most of the time was because we love spending time with each other.

We used to argue over the silliest things, usually resulting in one uncontrollably laughing while my mother thought they were crying. Arguments usually consisted of her wearing my clothes or vice versa, one wanting to watch the new episode of "Love and Hip Hop Atlanta" while the other hadn't seen the previous episode.

I used to buy clothes that I knew she wouldn't like, sacrificing my own personal style just so she wouldn't wear them. You can ask her about this. Eventually, we just gave up on trying to keep each other from wearing our clothes, and now we just have one big closet. Now, I have appreciated loving my sister's style and we both go to each other for fashion advice.

Growing up, I was obsessed with my sister and her friends as to my 9-year-old self they were cooler than celebrities. I would do almost anything to be able to hang out with them, even if that meant sacrificing my own health. It was probably a little creepy how much I wanted to spend time with them.

I would beg my mom for 5 minutes just to hang out with them and hear the latest gossip. I would cook them cupcakes in exchange for some time to hang out. Initially, I was the annoying little sister.

Years later, I am a part of their friend group chat, go to all the hangouts, and seriously consider them some of my best friends. I am so thankful to have all of them in my life and I look at them all like sisters.

Lastly, I want to thank my sister from the bottom of my heart for everything. I couldn't imagine this life without you. I am so thankful for you and can't wait to drink smoothies and watch VH1 until we are grannies!!!! xoxo