I would be completely different if I didn’t have my two younger sisters in my life. On February 7th, 2007 my sister, Cadence was born. I was five years old. I started learning how to do things for myself. I also learned how to take care of younger kids. That was when I learned I'm great with kids. Currently, I babysit every chance I get. I think kids sense it too because a lot of times in public children will smile at me and randomly come up and start a conversation. My sisters have taught me how to be patient and empathetic. When I was six I was helping take care of a baby and had started doing my own laundry and cleaning messes. My youngest sister is ten and she recently started doing all of that because everyone was helping her.

My self-portrait is a drawing of me sitting on a couch with one of my younger sisters sitting on the floor playing with toys. This goes with my story because I describe how I started being more independent and being more mature when my youngest sister was born. In the picture, I'm reading and doing homework. I chose to shade out the faces in the picture because it could be a situation for anyone. In the picture my sister is playing with blocks even though she's ten and blocks are normally a baby's' toy is because she's the baby out of all the kids.

My flash fiction was about how having younger siblings has influenced how I grew up. The main message I hope people got out of it was that when you grow up helping with younger kids you become empathetic. Having little sisters made me a more mature person. This message is important for me to get out because a lot of times people complain about younger siblings. I need a reminder every once in a while, about how having younger sisters has made me a better person.