I have a Sister....I Think I Do Anyway!! (Sibling Rivalry!)

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Product:	Sibling Rivalry!
Date:	15/08/01 (9 review reads)
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My Sister…. Who I Don’t Talk To!!

I have decided today to let you all get another glimpse into the private life of the member called Art1954.

I have a sister who is six years younger than myself and we have not spoken to each other in over six years. There is just my sister, my mother and myself as my father died when I was 21.

So as I say my sister and I don’t speak, so let’s turn the clock way back in time to a house in East Belfast where the 11 year old son has just passed the 11+ exam, that’s the entrance exam for Grammar School in Belfast. As a kid I had a good head for figures and I never had my head out of a book. I know, boring, but I get cooler as the story goes on. As I was the first child in both of my parents families to pass the exam I was made a fuss of and my sister even at that age resented the attention I got.

Six years later my sister failed the same exam and even all these years later she would bring this up in conversation, myself I never even thought about it. She always brought up I was the favourite but the truth was I was just witty with a great sense of humour.

Whilst we were growing up I used to buy her stuff and as I got older and bought a car I even brought her with me when I was going away somewhere even if some of the girls I went out with were not happy with the idea. She always hated any girl I went out with and actually managed to split a few relationships up.

At home she used to steal both my money and my clothes and to be honest even although she was my sister we were so different people didn’t believe we were related to each other. We fought like cat and dog and sometimes it got way out of hand. One night we were arguing at the dinner table when she grabbed a fork and stabbed me with it just a half inch above the right eye. I had to get it stitched and the hair on the eyebrow never grew again on that spot, and the small scar is still visible.


Over the years we have both met someone and got married and had children, and I have really made the effort to stay in touch. Loads of nights she would turn up at my house drunk crying that she was depressed. I didn’t mind as it was my sister. I used to visit her every Saturday until one day I said to myself “ Wait a minute, you are doing all the running here”. I hope this doesn’t sound mean or petty but I stopped visiting her on Saturday’s and waited to see if she would visit me. That was 6 years ago and I haven’t seen or heard from her!

We still send Birthday and Xmas cards but we don’t phone and in my defence I would say I just got fed up putting effort into a one sided relationship. I miss not having a close sister and often wish I had a brother, someone you can turn to that is family.

Anyway I have read a few stories now on sisters and family and just thought I would throw my story in. I must thank you all not only for reading my stuff but for helping me become a more placid person the last few months.

I reckon this writing helps me because I am usually a moany old git and people in work have been saying how mellow I have become, don’t know if that’s a good thing but thanks anyway

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Take care, your friend online…..


Art……15th August 2001….

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