We, human beings, are such creatures who always dream about things that are very difficult to obtain, sometimes even not possible at all. Personally I prefer to dream only about real things, which I can achieve in certain period of time. There is only one unreal thing I regret about from time to time. Sometimes I wish I had a sister or a brother!
In my childhood I was the only one among my friends who didn’t have brothers or sisters. My best friend was lucky to have a twin-sister and two younger brothers. I always liked to visit their place: it was always filled with a special atmosphere of a large family. Their evenings were almost always the same, but I can hardly say that they were monotonous or boring. All the time my friend and her sister welcomed me to their house, their mother was cooking something delicious, making my mouth watered, the boys all the time ran around the house, playing their noisy games, and their father was always working in his study.
When it was high time to have dinner, all the family gathered in a large kitchen. I liked those moments most of all, because they were always great: we discussed the day, laughed a lot and ate tasty food. Then the girls and I went to their room to play. They shared the room and were always dissatisfied with that fact. In such moments I used to think: I wish I had a sister to share my room with. I always imagined my sister like my best friend, who would be always next to me, with whom I would share my small secrets and whom I would tell about my sorrows and failures.
Now I’m an adult, but I…