To share the same cloths size, to often argue and bicker in whole joining in laughter and sorrow later through the day. For the eldest to usually clean the messes the younger sibling makes even when you feel rage. A burning desire to give them a piece of your mind, yet reframe with the knowledge it would likely end in more bickering. To have a sense of responsibility for even whe  that sibling is anything you want to deal with at times.

To open your mouth to say the things that come to mind. But only knowing truthfully it would not end well, to know truthfully if you had said what you wanted to there be no way to recover what was broken. So again you quietly reframe from saying anything. To have someone who is crabby at one minute than too playful and just lazy the next is difficult to keep track of. And when being so close in age it's more then pressuring.

To wake up one minute and things aren't as you left them to be. A feeling a guilt when you hurt that one's feeling when in truth you were only tryong to say what came to mind or express how it really feels to you. While in stead it came off as a bag of snakes and crabs. Regret and sorrow. Misunderstood silence as a means to agree when in differ it could mean the very last thing you expect.

To share in most of everything then to be left with someone who occasionally rampage through your things to be the messy one when you tidy up and then for someone else to leave a mess when all your efforts are in vain.

Ruby: it is hard having four sisters and two older two younger. And yes ruby is the middle child. She don't know if she ever survive the Challenges of yet to come, but she sure enough try. Thank you