My baby sister
I remember a tiny baby all dressed up in pink mammy told me her name was Ellie even as a baby that little girl had to fight I remember looking down at her nothing short of a Miracle her cries so tiny and her face so beautiful she was a strength that only she could show. I watched this tiny baby grow, and now I see this young woman, A force in herself beautiful only to be compared to a pail faced angel of mine. I would protect her, but she doesn't need it she has strength in her. Not many in the world could show she is kind, gentle, and beautiful, not a baby anymore. she will be 17 soon I can't believe it she is now a woman but always be my baby all dressed up in pink I am so glad I got to see that baby grow up to be the baby with so much fight I'm glad because no body has a baby sister just like me. for ellie x
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