Justice, it means to treat people fairly, no matter who they are, what they look like, or what they’re dealing with. My older sister who is struggling with the fact that she is different from everyone else because she has down-syndrome is one the hardest things i’ve had to deal with. I’m not saying that my sister being disabled is a bad thing but it changes my life everyday whether it’s a good thing or a bad thing. I love my sister with all my heart and i will do anything to protect her, if she’s been hurt, if someone said something to make her upset, even if someone made fun of her she always knows that me and our oldest sister will forever have her back. The fact that my sister has down-syndrome will never stop me from showing her how much
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I have so many good and bad memories with my sister that I can look back and laugh about with her, like from the time we played school in the third grade, she was the teacher and I was the student; or like that time when we were playing around and I ended up breaking something and blaming it on her, but she didn’t care because she loved me and the fact that it meant her getting in trouble instead of me was her way of me showing my love for her then she didn’t care. I got into the habit of blaming things on her, like saying I was the one who fed the dogs or let them out or even saying how I did all the chores even though she did most of them It got out of hand and my sister knew I was lying but she would never speak up. One day I did something really mean to my sister, I never meant to hurt her feelings but I did, I thought what I was doing was funny. It was my sister’s 16th birthday and you know being a 13 year old just now becoming a teenager I was a little crazy, irritated, mad, and all kinds of stuff I wanted to mess with her, later that day when she was opening her presents when we got home from her party my parents brought into the den a hamster in its cage she was so excited and I was a bit jealous of her because I had never gotten a pet for my birthday and I really wanted one A few days later I decided hey why not mess with
I have so many good and bad memories with my sister that I can look back and laugh about with her, like from the time we played school in the third grade, she was the teacher and I was the student; or like that time when we were playing around and I ended up breaking something and blaming it on her, but she didn’t care because she loved me and the fact that it meant her getting in trouble instead of me was her way of me showing my love for her then she didn’t care. I got into the habit of blaming things on her, like saying I was the one who fed the dogs or let them out or even saying how I did all the chores even though she did most of them It got out of hand and my sister knew I was lying but she would never speak up. One day I did something really mean to my sister, I never meant to hurt her feelings but I did, I thought what I was doing was funny. It was my sister’s 16th birthday and you know being a 13 year old just now becoming a teenager I was a little crazy, irritated, mad, and all kinds of stuff I wanted to mess with her, later that day when she was opening her presents when we got home from her party my parents brought into the den a hamster in its cage she was so excited and I was a bit jealous of her because I had never gotten a pet for my birthday and I really wanted one A few days later I decided hey why not mess with