"MOM, come see!"

"We're GHOSTS!" 

It must be fun to have a sister to bathe with everyday. To rub soap on your face with and pretend to be ghosts, and yell to your mom to come take your picture. It must be fun to have a sister, a constant companion and playmate. Someone to share a room with and to sleep by at night. Sometimes they seem to forget how lucky they are to have each other, but deep down I know they know...