Growing up in a small town on an island, I thought I would never be able to accomplish anything or go anywhere. Somehow I managed to graduate high school with honors and attend my dream school. Life is so exciting in the creative city of Los Angeles, but there are a few important things I left behind. The person I miss the most is my nine year old sister. She is my best friend, my everything. I changed her diapers, watched her first steps, heard her first words, helped her with math facts and learning to read, and grow as an individual. It’s so tough being away, but I know that she is a smart girl and she can be successful and happy. When she told me she wanted to be like me when she grows up, I nearly cried. Even at such a young age, I know she already is a better person than me. She may look up to me as her big sister, but really, she is the one influencing me. I hope that while I am away, she can make memories in the vacant, lamp lit streets of Anacortes like I did when I was a kid, and shape herself to become the best person she can be.