When I was just seven years old, a bright-headed, always crying person entered my world. This little one is my brother. Being a big sister is a beautiful thing, even though it takes patience sometimes. I had a very exciting event recently and I reali ...
When I was just seven years old, a bright-headed, always crying person entered my world. This little one is my brother. Being a big sister is a beautiful thing, even though it takes patience sometimes. I had a very exciting event recently and I realized once again how much I love my brother. I wanted to share this funny adventure with you. Brothers, sisters and brothers will love this story!
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