Short Story: The Only Child

Thank you for listening Annika. The Only Child  I don't have any brothers or sisters. I wish I did because I am an only child. It's lonely being an only child. All my friends have siblings, but I'm the only one who doesn't. They say I am lucky. I used to think differently until one day, my friend Lisa told me how much it sucked having siblings. She hates having siblings. I was shocked because my mother says 'hate' is a very strong word, and we shouldn't use it lightly. So when she said hate, I knew she felt strongly about it. Lisa doesn't like having siblings because you have to share everything. There never seems to be enough food to go around. Also, she said she never has privacy because there's not enough room. Once she told me this, I began to appreciate my situation because I don't have to share, and there's plenty because there's only me. I'm the only kid. More importantly, I don't have to share my parent's attention.   I cherish the quality time I spend with my grandparents and my parents. Even though I have so much to be grateful for, having siblings would still be nice. If I had siblings, I would have someone to talk to when upset. I would have someone to help me with bullies at school, and I would have someone to play with when I am bored. Created by Annika S. 233 words