Siblings are either an angel sent from heaven or the devil’s clone. If you’re the only child you get your own room, no need to share stuff, your parents have no choice but to call you their favorite and you get to inherit the property all to yourself. Okay, the last one was a bit too greedy, but you get my point.
Especially when you hear your friends go on and on about how being with their siblings can be a nightmare, you sit there at the other corner of the room thanking your parents for being content with just you. Then comes that classic line “You’re lucky that you don’t have a brother or a sister.” Well, I consider myself unlucky.
It hits hard right from kindergarten times. It meant playing by yourself. In class, you got no fun stories to share. My parents were too busy to play with me all the time. Growing up you realize that siblings are much more than your playmates- they’re your support system.
Your problems are their problems. Siblings are a blessing especially when opening up to parents is tricky and awkward for a lot of us. There is always the chance that they are snitches, but you can always return the favour. The only child gets to see it, but never lives through it.
A sibling means you have someone to shower unconditional love for the rest of your life. Isn’t that what family is about? Fighting for the remote, helping with each other’s homework, standing up for each other to bullies, being the love guru to the other person, and most importantly, having each other’s backs.
Spending the day with people who consider you their bro, will for sure warm the heart. But being a single child, as you return to your room and back into your own little world, it strikes you that no matter what, it pales in comparison to having your own.
You sit down and wonder how different your life would be if you had someone to share it with. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, right?
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