My sibling Max and I are 5 years apart.
I was 5 when Max was born.
I love having a little sibling and most of the time I made sure that Max was safe. I didn’t let our friends option Max and I made sure that the other girls in Max’s class were nice. When I left for school, Max was sad. Max came to visit me a couple of times. Once Max came to visit when I was in our senior year of school. I was 21 years outdated and Max was 16 at the time. She was looking at peculiar schools and she came to stay with me for the weekend. While Max was visiting me at school, most people in the dormitory had a gathering and Max was drinking and using recreational marijuana products. Max had a good time and she seemed to let loose for the first time in her life. Max used recreational marijuana products the entire weekend she was there. I told Max not to say anything to our mother about marijuana because she would really freak out. My mom called me a couple of afternoons after Max got home and she wanted to gossip. She told me that she thought Max was smoking marijuana, because her closet smelled love weed. I told our mom that she really spelled something on Max’s clothes. I told our mom that there was no way that our sibling was using recreational marijuana. In fact, those were just the clothes that Max was wearing the weekend that she came to visit me.