To my baby brother,

Thank you. You were there for me before I knew I needed someone. You annoyed me to no end, but in some way I loved you for it. We grew up together, forced to take baths together as babies, and then role playing as characters from the latest movie we'd watched when we got old enough to go outside and adventure. Mom and dad would go insane because we'd scream at each other. But that didn't stop you from being my first best friend.

Then we grew up and I started dating, and dad made you promise that you'd always protect me and look out for me. You took your bodyguard job too far and threatened to beat up the guy you caught me kissing. I forgave you because you were only looking out for me. When you came to the high school I remember wishing you wouldn't embarrass me. But when it came down to it, I embarrassed you, on purpose. Yeah, I know, hypocritcal. But it was my way of picking on you, out of love of course.

College came and I moved into my dorm. Mom and dad gave me a letter that you wrote me because it was too hard for you to help me move away, or at least that's what I told myself. I read it the first night on my own and I cried. Because no matter what we go through, you were always there for me. Now I'm married and you always tell me to come home because you know I'll always have a home with you and mom and dad. Thank you for being my best friend, to this day. And thank you for being the fighter that you are, because without your strength, I wouldn't have my baby brother, my protector, anymore.

With love,

Your annoying big sister.