Journaling:
For all my life I hated being an only child. Then you came to our lives. I didn't even think about having sisters or brothers anymore. At the age of 12, I was worried about other things. You were a surpre for us. A good surprise. You were born and came to this world showing what you wanted. You were a handfull for our parents. You were stubborn, difficult, impacient and wanted everything your way. And for yesterday! Our mother says you were very different from me. If i was quiet, you were loud. If i was a nice girl, you were a bad one. If other children used to fight with me at school, with you it was differente: you were the one who fought with other children. I lost count of how many times mom had to go to school because your behavior. You always were the best student of your class, always making questions. Shy girl, happy and inteligent. Too much life inside of you. Time passed and you grew up. Today there is no more that little child called Maria Manuela. Today there is a beautiful and mature young lady called Maria Manuela. always in good humor, sarcastic and with a sharp tongue. An educated girl, loved by everybody who knows her. This girl is the pride of her family. My dear sister. I wish you all good things. If I could, I would protect you from the world so you would never get hurt. As your older sister, I wish you only happiness. I love you!!!

Adore Kit by Graziela Mendes