1. When I was a kid, I idolized my older brother. I remember distinctly how quick-witted he was as a teen. And I remember wondering when, if ever, I'd develop the ability to deliver comebacks like him at lightening speed.
2. I was very curious as a child about my older sister, whom I really didn't know that well. Most of the personal information I knew about Sarah was gathered by reading her diary. Consequently, I keep my own diary in a locked file cabinet.
3. I used to hide in the cabinets of our downstairs bar for hours, pretending I was a character from The Box Car Children.
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I used to read my little sister's diary too. And my mom's. I was such a snoop!
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