Pia, my sister and friend

Pia came into this world eleven months after I was born. We were oftentimes mistaken as twins even though we hardly look alike. Her hair was straight and was as shiny as a waxed floor while mine was curly and was as dry as the strands of a broomstick. Growing up, Pia always loved dancing. She's very passionate about it that she even joined a cheer squad despite our mother's disapproval. Despite having a few extra-curricular activities, Pia remained focused on her studies. She is a hardworking student and as a result of her labor, she was given the honor to deliver her valedictory speech on her primary education graduation.

Having an age gap of less than a year, Pia and I became close. She goes to me every time she needs help with her outfit while I go to her whenever I need help with my Math. But our relationship is not just as sisters but also as friends. There were times in my life when I did not want to tell anyone my problems. I became moody and I unconsciously pushed people away. That's when I learned that Pia is a very understanding person. She was one of the few people who did not give up on me. She might not have the right solutions to my problems, but she is indeed a good listener. At times when I need someone, Pia is always there to listen.

As I entered college, I rarely had time to bond with other people outside my college peers. I would never forget the time when Pia said she misses our usual bondings like watching movies at the cinema and shopping. I got shocked because she is a reserved person and she rarely says emotional and sweet things. She even treated me just so we could catch up. But even though we rarely see each other, we somehow find reasons for us to fight. We have a younger sister, Jed, who loves to play with her dolls and scatters her toys all around the house. Pia would oftentimes scold Jed because she likes to keep our room clean. As the eldest, I would defend Jed and that would be the cause of our fight. I would usually be the one to apologize because she's not the kind of person who easily says sorry. At the end of the day, we would just laugh about it and things would go back to normal, as if nothing happened.

Through the times we spend together and our usual fights, the relationship between Pia and I is strengthened. Because of our arguments and bondings, I learn a lot from her and she learns a lot from me. I can't even imagine what I'd be like if I did not have a sister and best friend like her. She is my guide, the one who helps me to be strong so that I'd be able to face the challenges in my life. She is my partner-in-crime, the one who sticks with me and supports me. But most of all, she is my best friend, the one who I can lean on to whenever I need a shoulder to cry on. She may not be the perfect sister or friend, but having someone like her in my life is already enough for me.