We looked like twins, but:

I read Nancy Drew; she broke her leg falling off a “borrowed” bike.

I baked cakes; she climbed out her bedroom window.

I played with Barbie dolls; she smoked cigarettes at eleven.

I wasn’t shocked when my sister fell into a sewer.

I was envious.

Carol Tymann is a retired kindergarten teacher who doubles as an amateur writer and actress. Outside of writing, her favorite pastimes include reading, baking, and creating imaginary worlds with her granddaughter. She is grateful to FiftyWordStories.com for the inspiration and opportunity to submit her work.