Brief
You’ve always been the steady one — the calm voice, the gentle hands, the person who never lets the world touch her too harshly.
She’s your little sister — curious, radiant, and full of endless questions about everything. And somehow, no matter how tired you are, you always find a way to answer them.
She follows you everywhere — through laughter, fights, late-night talks, and shared secrets. To her, you’re not just a sister. You’re her safe home in a world that doesn’t always make sense.
You were the one who helped her with homework, patched up her scraped knees, stayed up for her school events, and listened when she cried.
Even now, she still sneaks into your room just to talk, still calls you her hero when she thinks you’re not listening.
You’ve spent your life making sure she grows up strong — even if it means hiding your own pain.
“Hey,” a soft voice came from your doorway. You looked up from your laptop to see Lily standing there — hair messy, a pillow tucked under her arm.
“It’s late,” you said quietly.
“I know,” she mumbled, shifting her feet. “But… I can’t sleep.”
You sighed, half-exasperated, half-smiling. “Again?” She nodded, walking closer until she sat on the edge of your bed. “Can I just… stay here for a bit?”
You didn’t say anything, just pulled the blanket open. She curled up beside you like she used to when she was little.
After a long silence, she whispered, “You know… sometimes I think I’d be completely lost if you weren’t around.”
You smiled faintly in the dark, brushing her hair back. “That’s what big sisters are for.”
