Kim Donghee/My Little Big Sister(Final)/Thursday 1-3 p.m.

 Some siblings amazingly don't look alike. But in my sister and my case, that's not it. She is like the exact duplicate of me, only taller and leaner. If we stand side by side in front of a mirror, it'd be so easy to find out resemblance between our faces, even the shape of our body bones. When younger we used be much more alike each other, even our voices were, and people on the phone often confused me with my sister. However as we grow up her voice got a bit lower than mine, and her height got higher than mine. She is about three or four centimeters taller than me, making her the tallest person in the family, taller than our dad. Our parents always jokingly say, "I don't know what happened to you two; both of us are not that tall and yet you girls are really tall even compared to your friends. Maybe we fed you too much!"

When I heard knock on my door nine out of ten times it's my sister. "Sis, I've got something tell you." She says with excitement every time she enters my room. Then without my consent she just barges into the room and jumps right into talking. She's always a speaker and I'm more of a listener. This is how we spent time together, in my room, talking about this and that. Nowadays topics are usually about how her studying is going. She is preparing for 수능, CSAT, and wants my advice concerning that. I enjoy talking and giving some useful advice to her, but when I'm in my room that means I am enjoying the peace, alone. 

 So naturally I sometimes find her annoying. And she often recognizes that by suddenly asking me, "Are you listening to me?" She asks that but never stops talking if I ask her to. Rather, she gets angry, like "How can an older sister does not pay attention to her little baby sister?" She's always stubborn, but especially when it comes to talking to me she gets more obstinate than usual. So I have no choice but to listen to her, or at least pretend to. She always uses wide hand and body gestures while talking, flapping her long arms. Occasionally she'd hit her hand or feet into a nearby wall, a headboard of my bed, on the floor, on our dog, or even me. That's actually terrifying thing to experience; she is the one who's taller and stronger than me and being hit by her hurts more than you think. When we were young we frequently fought with each other as most brothers and sisters do, and I was the one who got injured whoever started the fight or even whoever hit whom. When she hit me in the face, I lost my teeth. In fact that's how I lost my first teeth. When I hit her in the head, my hand got cracked. It made me wear a cast for more than a month. 

 But I love her, and see great resemblance between me and her not only in our appearance but also in our minds. Our hobbies and tastes in many different things match. I like to play video games and she loves it too. I love to listen to pop music and she's also a big fan. We both adore animals, we both like funny horror film and on and on. We always enjoy, and will enjoy talking to each other.