On Being the Ugly Sister 

When I was a little girl there were two people I vowed never to become: one being the fourty-year-old virgin and two being the ‘ugly’ sister. However, it came to my unfortunate attention on Christmas Eve that out of my three sisters I am the Khole Kardashian, the tall, awkward, slightly manly, vomit-inducing sister!

Before Christmas Eve, I was slightly aware of the fact that I am the ugly sister. Not one guy in my grade asked me out. I don’t even know if anyone in my grade found me attractive, yet they made it a point to tell me that my sister is. What are you supposed to say to someone that tells you your SISTER is hot? Gee thanks for complementing my sister but we aren’t exactly the same person. It’s like saying to someone, you had potential to be hot before you were conceived. Maybe if you were formed from a different egg and sperm you would have been hot too. There were guys in my grade that I have never talked to that were messaging my sister who is five years older than me on Facebook.

After high school I had a feeling my sister was the hotter sister. But it wasn’t until I visited my great aunt on Christmas Eve when that notion was made definite. My sister, mom, and I were talking with my aunt in her living room when my aunt paused, looked at my sister and said, “Wow I can’t believe how beautiful you are, you look like a supermodel.” I sat their in complete shock from my aunt’s failure to recognize both of our beauty rather than just my sister’s. My mom then chimed in and said, “Well both of them are beautiful.” I don’t know if my mom was speaking the truth but I really did appreciate her efforts to cheer me up.

Right now my sister is playing about five different guys while I am in college and have yet to have a serious relationship. Not to mention I graduated with one of the guys she is talking to and he bullied me Sophmore year of high school. I told my sister that he is not a nice person but she continues to sext him because he’s a ‘model’. Let me just tell you this kid is not a model, he’s a prick with an Iphone. I love my sister so much but at times she can be so narcisistic and arrogant. I feel like saying to her, “I know you are pretty. Can you please stop staring at yourself in the mirror?” Yes she literally stares at herself in the mirror from time to time.

Being the ugly sister used to bother me, but I have come to accept it. I mean it does have a few perks. One, I will never get my heart broken by a man because I will never date one. Two, my lack of beauty is made up for in my personality. Lastly, I will never starve myself because there is no hope in looking like a model anyways.

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~ Rebecca