Jealousy, is not a pretty color. It's a shade of green that seeps into the soul, like a coffee stain in your white shirt.

Jealousy, towards family, is worse. It leaves you teetering between rage and guilt, leaving you questioning right and wrong.

Jealousy, towards sisters, is almost like a sin. A breaking of bonds too old to understand. A string so tightly wound together, you can no longer see its individuality.

Jealousy, though, is how I feel when I see how different our lives are. The clothes you get to wear the freedom you have, the bond between you and mom and dad. The shorts too short for me, the makeup too much, the hair too dyed.

But, Jealousy, is proof, that as the guinea pig of seven, maybe something good came of the experimentation. A better life for you, a sense of happiness and confidence in your decisions.

Jealousy, is ugly, but I am grateful you wont have to experience it.