My sister Kristen is the most helpful, kind, and friendly person I’ve ever met. She is probably the only person I know who truly cares about others more than she cares about herself. She is always smiling and laughing. When she was three years old, Kristen was diagnosed with Angelman Syndrome, a rare chromosomal defect which affects the frontal lobe of the brain. This genetic disorder causes severe disables developmentally and cognitively. She cannot speak; she has difficulty walking and keeping her balance; and she has the mental capacity of a two to four year old, and will for the rest of her life. I was two years old when my mom walked in the front door with my new-born baby sister. I was more excited than I’ve ever been. I wanted to help …show more content…
I didn’t understand that she would never be able to talk, never be able to play volleyball at the beach with me, and never be able to have boyfriend. Kristen always waves to random strangers, drools out of her mouth, and has tantrums like a toddler on the floor when she doesn’t get her way. I used to not care at all that Kristen was different because it was normal for little kids to do those things, but as the years went by I started feeling embarrassed when we were out in public or when she would come to my school because people would always …show more content…
He said, “I got a call from the neighbors. Kristen is down in the chicken coop with Lily.” I hung up the phone and ran down the road to the chicken coop and there I saw Kristen with Lily on a leash. I felt so embarrassed and frustrated that she went over there and didn’t come back when I called her name. I never wanted the responsibility of watching her again. When my mom got home from work I told her, “I can’t watch Kristen anymore. I hate that she doesn’t listen to me and can’t be left alone for two seconds.” “Megan, it’s not your fault. You can’t help who Kristen is and she can’t help who she is either, just stay patient, humble, and kind.” It may not have been a lot, but I really took that advice to heart. I still get embarrassed of Kristen sometimes, like when she throws a tantrum in the middle of a store, but ever since then, I’ve learned to and stay patient, humble, and kind. From what my mom told me, I learned to be patient, kind, and compassionate to everyone. Some people are who they are and they can’t help themselves. Kristen only tries to be helpful and friendly to everyone, as if she is “making music for us to enjoy.” She wasn’t trying to embarrass me on purpose, so it was a sin for me to get mad, it was “a sin to kill a mockingbird” because she doesn’t do anything but sing her heart out. She truly is an