My younger sister is the best gift that I've ever had in my entire life. She is wonderful. I remember when my mother told me, Janet I'm pregnant". I was happy, and really exited for my mother because she was pregnant again and of course for the new baby, the day that I new it l told everybody about my new brother. Well the 9 months were passing little by little and her bally began to grew up, It was amazing because when my mother was pregnant of my other younger brother I couldn't pay attention because I was 2 years old, the day when she born was the best moment in my short life.

I remember that day clearly, as it would have happened yesterday, when I got home after school my whole family was in our small house it seemed like a party, and definitely it was. My dad, my mother and family were there, talking beautiful things about my sister. Well the months passed again and my mother started to find a job because our economic situation wasn't good and my parents didn't have enough money to support our family sometimes we didn't have too much to eat and, the worst thing at these moment was that my father, my brother and my little sister got sick, ever since l realized what was happening in my family. I sad myself "I can help my family". So l started to take care of my sister every afternoon after my school because my mother found a job in the afternoon.

I noticed how complicated it was, taking care a baby who was just 5 or 6-months and I was just 10 years old. That situation scared me too much, sometimes I cried because that responsibility was enormous for me, but I knew that I didn't have many options to choose, my love for her and my family gave me strength and I never gave up, but I have to say it was really hard.

When I was doing my homework she was sleeping close to me, when she started to cry I had to give her milk or just carried on my arms whispering a song. When she grew up I used to put her on my legs and I continued doing my homework. As a beautiful little plant she was growing up, I thought everything was going to be better, but it wasn't, instead of that it turned a little bit more complicated, because she start to called me MOM in front of everybody. In fact she thought that I was her mother, It was so embarrassing and horrible for me, because the people used to murmur about me, they say poor little girl, “She is too young to have a baby" then they asked to my how old is your daughter" I used to answered very politely to them! NO ma'am! Or! NO SIR! She is not my daughter she is my younger sister, but she call me mom because she spend a lot of time with me every day. Thanks god she's just 15 years old last week, but the funniest thing is that she is still calling me MOM, I don't know why but I don't mind, because thanks of that our relationship is getting strong everyday, Always I say to her "I will being your mom and you are going to be my daughter forever!"