My Sister, The Magician

D,as I have mentioned earlier, was 18 months older than me, but it seemed she was about 15 years older than myself in many other areas. She was my protector, she was my older wiser version of me and when my mom could not talk sense into me, D could say it in terms that made sense to me. Sometimes, she was more strict than mom. Other times she was more like a best friend and I would forget she was my sister. Wow, How I idolized her. I seriously thought of her as my hero. I adored her and she loved me very much, too. She knew how I felt before anything was said. She was going through the same thing as I, but for some reason, I was more little girl-ish on some things, and I still am. And she is always still more logical and rational than myself.

 Well, why would I talk about her now? One day, mom had to get milk at the store and D and I did not want Chimera with us, and so mom took Chimera. It was D and I alone for about 15 minutes, We lived in the Basement apartment of the Kilchers. I got scared, and to distract me, D did a dime trick. She told me she was a magician. She told me she could make the dime disappear. She did. By swallowing it and chocking on it. My mom walked in right as she swallowed it, and started chocking. I thought it was disgusting and gross when she ran the bathroom and threw it up, but then asked her if she could make any other money disappear and throw it up. 

 I was easily entertained. My mom however, did not let D entertain me like that again. So, I have that one time to relish. My sister now is a magician still. She makes all my sadness go away when I visit her. I love her with all my heart. Isn't that how sisters are supposed to be?