My Ittle Liver Sausage

 Authors Note : My little sister means everything to me. Written by nobody but me.

The day when my little sister  Olivia was born I was ecstatic. When I held her in my arms , I started to cry. She was just so cute and I never wanted to let her go.  She was mine, all mine. I actually started to get almost jealous when someone would take her from me. When my other sister Grace was born when i was 7 and i never felt this way somehow. I thought maybe it was because, i was older and appreciated her more. When we brought her home, she seemed to just fit in.  Me and Grace would get into fights about who would hold her next.