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Just the other day, I came home from another strenuous
day at school and baseball practice, to find my sister on the floor coloring enthusiastically. This was not a surprise to me, for I see Dolly coloring every day. But this time it was different. Something puzzled me
and I couldn’t think of why it was so strange to see Dolly coloring. Then it hit me; I saw Susanna in this little girl.
From all the memories I have from being so close to her,
the top three that come to mind are her love for coloring, always being the revolutionist and starting all the trends, and constantly eating those unbearable garlic bagel chips. (However she is probably the reason why I am an addict for them today.) So as I sat down watch my sister at work, I noticed she was watching Arthur (a children’s cartoon about a bunch of 3rd grader’s adventures). When I looked up at the screen, Arthur and his best buddy Buster were building a tree house. Right away, I remembered when Susanna’s dad, Michael, had just finished building their own tree house, Susanna, Jocelyn, Megan, and I would hang out in it almost every day. It was our own little club. I also remembered all the incredible New Year’s parties she had. Although most of the kids would collapse before the ball dropped, Susanna was never one of those kids; she was always the one with the most energy. Also at these parties, I would always be jealous that Susanna’s older sister Lucy and her friend’s night was just starting, as ours were just ending.
After all of her unforgettable birthday parties, Susanna
would always send me a thank you note, along with a gift which no one else ever did. Then I would send her a gift in return, as she would, yet again, send another gift. We were constantly playing
“gift-tag”. The one gift that Susanna sent me, which I will never forget, was the purple, remote-controlled car only seen on TV. Never before had I owned a remote-controlled car and had to freeload off my
friends to get my hands on the toy.
In addition to our wonderful relationship, we were both
always the smallest so we had a lot to share with each other and had many things in common. Susanna today would not be your average teenager -- in a good way. Her perkiness and creative imagination would make her
one of the “cooler” girls. I see her taking walks with the gang on summer nights, talking about how much fun we’re going to have over vacation while popping another garlic bagel chip in her mouth. Though we
did not have enough time to share together, Susanna will forever be in my heart. Seeing my sister will remind me of Susanna every day and I am truly grateful to have known such a marvelous human being.
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