I have one biological sibling, my (not so little) brother, Conner. He's six years younger than me, and a whole lot of crazy. We've had our problems like any set of siblings, and with any extended length of time together, brings fights and irritation with one another. He's a smart little kid but likes to slack a lot and that causes a lot of irritations within the family. He likes to point out a lot of the time that he's now taller than me. I love him to death though.
The closest family member to me that has seemed like a sister has been my cousin, Tiffany. She came to live with us when she was 15 or so, and has continued being a very important part of my life since then. She has seen a lot of hard times in her life and is finally able to see the light at the end of the tunnel again, and that makes her a true hero to me. After the rough patches with her own family, and the loss of her husband, there are so many things she's had to push through and every smile from her is genuine and true, and those smiles mean more than anything else I can imagine in her life. I've grown up telling people I have a sister, and have moved back to calling her my cousin, but I long for that closeness again to having a sister. I plan on spending Thanksgiving with her this year, and hope that maybe this starts our relationship back on the right path. 
The last person I want to talk about is my best friend, Bee. She's so close to a sister (besides Tiffany) that I have ever experienced. She has become my voice of reason and sanity, and the one person that I can always depend on. She has become more than a friend to me. She is my sister, she is expecting her first baby, and she means the world to me.
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