I never understood why people cried tears of joy. It felt like it was all in vain, their tears. Why cry when you can smile? It was just so confusing. Why? Then she happened. The new addition to the family. The new addition to my life. When I first saw her picture, I thought,"This tiny human. I'm going to grow up with this tiny human. This beautiful baby is my sister." I felt a surge if genuin happiness. It was too much at once, I began to sob. This tiny person makes me want to become someone good. All of them do. And that's what I'll do; just for them.