I lost my parents a few years ago and live with my sister to support each other. I dropped out of college and took a job to protect my younger sister. I am busy but very happy. I have cried a lot and laughed a lot. Such a younger sister has a boyfriend now. He is a sturdier man than my sister. I felt a bit jealous. He stole my kiss and pushed me down, as if I could see through my own chest.