When I was 10, my sister and I vowed to always go to the park to play around. One day my sister almost had a car accident while she was trying to get the ball. My sister did not notice the car and if the driver had not stopped, my sister would have died. I had nightmares of that day and I got scared of what would happen if my sister died, so I stopped playing with her and enjoyed my own life. Today, I play with my sister most every day. Now I’m old enough to take extra precautions to look after my sister instead of having my own fun. I should make her happy first.