This is a creative writing piece about the differences between me and my sister entitled "Ten Years Later."

Ten Years Later <Tab/>My older sister was always late in the mornings, and every day I waited on the couch next to the door, counting the hundreds of seconds until she was ready. I waited, dressed, with my bright pink backpack secured, my shoes tied, and my coat zipped. I watched her run around the house, looking for a last minute snack, or sometimes finishing her homework. It puzzled me …showed first 75 words of 898 total…

…showed last 75 words of 898 total…rejecting choice. In high school, she discovered her passion for art when my parents registered her for an art class, which she attended apathetically at first. I watched her as she halfheartedly made fundamental decisions, repeatedly losing control over her fate. With each decision she declined to make, I strived to add variety to my life. Each selection carried complexity, yet I was determined to decide, or more importantly to have something to decide between.