Apart from believing the illogical story that we are adopted, we little ones have faced so many such things.
These elder siblings are always on their way to come up with extraordinary lies because no doubt, we are supposed to be their daily piece of entertainment.
They have tried every possible traps and tricks on us much before anyone else thought to do. I still remember every single thing my sister used to do to annoy me. She would hide my things and laugh at me while I panicked, how much she used to enjoy replicating all I said or did. And obviously,I used to fail everytime I tried something like this on her and I would just sit figuring out what went wrong. I can now see how a stupid little kid I was.
Also I used to hate her everytime she would pretend to be innocent and blame me for being a spoiled brat. And the worst thing is, sometimes I was handed over her used stuff, which she didn’t need, instead of buying new for me.
The main struggle is that when you are the younger one, people are always going to compare you with the other.
Your parents already have an image of their elder kid in their mind and they will start freaking out everytime you leave that image and try to build yours.
Your life is a constant battle of making a different character and you must learn how to hold it tight so that you will not fall apart in front of them.
And if you choose a different path, you cant really afford to lose.
Also, we are so influenced by their life that we cant really think of creating our own different story and we start following them. We need to understand the difference between our capabilities and focus on ourselves.
But then, there will be this one person for you throughout the journey to recompense the struggle you are going through.
My sister has always been the sorted and matured one. I used to believe that she can never be wrong, that whatever she thinks is right must be right, I still do.
Yes, I know no one can be so seamless and unblemished. But I still believe it.
I can’t question even one decision she has taken in her life. Maybe we all younger ones think the same.
These elder ones help us to get through all these situations only by being there. Their presence is all we need to make things good. This is how much we love them.
I would say being a younger one is the most sweet and sour experience anyone could have.