I saw a Six Sentence Stories challenge. Here goes nothing…
Second place, almost the best but never the best.
I’m from a family of five: mother, father, eldest sister, me and then a younger brother.
Growing up, I constantly hear from everyone how amazing my eldest
She is the top of her class, a ballerina on the making and the kindest, sweetest, most amazing daughter ever.
(image not mine, cto, from Google)
When asked about their second daughter, my parents’ automatic reply: Oh, she is a fine lady, maybe one day she will be like her sister.
I couldn’t even dream of competing with her, she is the best and I’m merely the second best.