Jalynn Goodale, 11th, Osage High School, (Non-fiction) "Nothing Compares" Looking at my sister is like looking in a mirror—like the ones that are found in a fun house. My older sister, Jacey and I have very few things in common: both physically and mentally. For example, we are half-sisters, so we only share half the same DNA, we look nothing alike...once someone even asked if we were cousins. To begin, Jacey is taller than average, curvy, soft-spoken, and has a strong work ethic. Jacey has always been taller than me, which wasn’t unexpected or shocking because one, she’s older than me, and two both of her parents are of average height. Her body and personality are like a puzzle, they couldn’t fit any better together. She has this statuesque ambience about her: gravitating people towards her like a magnet. Jacey has what I like to call a Womanly Body, she has curves that most girls my age wish they had. Jacey bears what my generation calls an hourglass figure—an average torso/bust with a slim waist that flows into curvy hips. Jacey is almost a mirror image of my mom; with their corkscrew-like curls that are as thick as forest brush, sometimes they even get asked if they are sisters. Take away her curvy hips and curly hair, nothing about my sister is loud, she is soft-spoken. Often keeping most thoughts to herself, only speaking when she can add something useful to the conversation. Her self-control plays into many parts in her life, it has led her to be one of the most driven people I have ever met. She has always pushed herself to be her best and nothing less, even when she lost her two best friends: her horses, Hollywood and Mercedes. This was no doubt one of the hardest things she has ever gone through, she even thought about never riding again—but she did. She has preserved through so much in her life, and never once lost her drive to do the things she loves and get better. I on the other hand am short, somewhat muscular, loud outspoken, and not as driven. I stand 5ft as a Junior in high school—about the size of a sixth grader; I have always been small. I don’t know why I am as short as I am because both of my parents are of average height, so most would think I would stand about average as well but I do not. My body and personality flow together relatively well, but I am pretty run of the mill when it comes to looks. I don’t really have anything that makes me stick out, everything about me makes me blend in rather easily. My body is pretty small and petite, I have a small torso/bust, slim waist, with little curves. My mom and I do not share her luscious hair, I have pretty standard pin straight hair, the only thing similar about my hair to my mom’s is the color. However, while my physical attributes may not be very loud, I am. I tend to say what is on my mind, only holding my tongue occasionally. Without reservation,
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