The Power of Sisterhood

Sisters Mandy and Molly Grant have been through a whole lot together. This is just a peek into the crazy life of the Grant sisters.


1. December

Chapter 1: December Ah, December. Snow, no school, Christmas. It really is the most wonderful time of the year. To kick off the first day of Winter Break, my little sister, Molly, woke me up at 6 A.M, bright and early. I’ll admit it was nice to wake up early think “Oh, school,” Then think “Oh, right. I’m on winter break!”

Molly and I used to be orphans. Our father died three months before Molly was born and our Mother died a year after Molly was born.  We were sent to an orphanage. It wasn’t a crummy orphanage, but it wasn’t a five-star hotel either. I had to take care of Molly. You know, make sure she was safe and okay. I was her mother. And I was only five when our parents died. It was hard, because I was so young. So as you can imagine, I was glad when our new parents adopted us. Glad that I didn’t have to do everything for Molly anymore, and glad I finally had parents again.We got adopted two months before Molly turned five. She’s seven now, so we’ve been adopted for a little over two years. Right after we were adopted, we moved to Chicago for a fresh start.

But back to reality. Today, I rode my bike to the park with my friends, Alice, Katy, Audrey, and Brittany.. We went to the ice cream shop, and then the movies.  I had to go home early because I had to do homework. Molly was online when I got home and I needed the computer for homework.

“Molly, get off,”



“Just one sec,” Molly typed something in, then got off. Not even ten  minutes later, Mom called from downstairs, “Girls! Come down here!” I looked at Molly and she shrugged. We went downstairs. “What’s up?”

“Sit down, girls,” Molly and I both sat down. “Are we in trouble?” Molly asked, a slightly panicked tone in her voice. Mom shook her head. “Nope,”

“Then, what’s up?” I asked.

“Girls, how would you feel if I were to have a baby?” Molly and I shared a look. “Okay, I guess,”Molly said.

“Excited,” I said.

“Good,” Mom said, “because I am going to have a baby,”

“Really?!” I said.

“Really?” Molly said.


“Yay!!” I said.

“Yay,” Molly said, though she didn’t sound excited.


  After we got home from dinner, I still had to do my homework, but first I wanted to talk to Molly. She hadn’t sounded very excited when Mom announced she’s pregnant. I found Molly in her room reading a book.

“Hey, Molls. Are you excited?”


“The baby, of course!”

“Sure, I guess,”

I slid next to Molly. “What’s wrong?”

“Well, I am excited, but I’m also scared,” “Of?”

“You know. I guess I don’t wanna be the middle child. Or I don’t want more change!” I understood what Molly meant. Over the past few years, there’s been so many changes for her. I put my arm around Molly.

“I know, Molls. It sucks. But you know what?”

Molly looked up. “What?”

“You’re gonna be the best big sister ever. Besides me, of course,”

Molly smiled and laughed. “Thanks, Mandy,”

“Of course, Molls.” I hugged Molly and left to go work on my homework.

  On Christmas morning, Molly woke me up at six A.M. Well, actually I was already awake but I didn’t get out of bed right then. We went across the hall to Mom and Dad’s room.

Molly climbed up on their bed. She shook both of them.”Wake up!”

Dad rolled over. “Wha...?”

“It’s Christmas! C’mon get up!”

Now Mom rolled over. ”We’ll be down in a few minutes, sweetie,”

As she crawled off the bed, Molly said, “Okay,”

We flew down the stairs. In the kitchen I got out plates, napkins, utensils and cups, all for breakfast. Fifteen minutes later, Mom and Dad came downstairs.

“Merry Christmas, girls!” Mom said.

Molly ran over to Mom. “Merry Christmas, Mommy!” It was the first time I had heard Molly call Mom “Mommy” since Mom announced she’s pregnant. We sat down and ate breakfast.

  After breakfast, we opened presents. Mom and Dad got me some clothes, a couple books, a CD player, and an iTouch.Molly got me a peace necklace and a Glee Cast CD. Mom and Dad got Molly a few books, a couple new dresses, and some dolls. I got her purple flannel pajama pants and matching slippers. When our heap of presents was getting near the bottom, Molly found a box with both our names on it. I let her open it.

“Oh. My. Laptop!” In the box sat a purple Lenovo laptop.

“It’s ours?” I asked, getting excited.

“Yes, but make sure you share,”

“We will,” Molly assured Mom.

The rest of Christmas was pretty uneventful. I used our laptop and chatted on Gmail with Brittany, Molly played with her new dolls, and Mom and Dad watched a movie. It was a good Christmas.


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