Heather DeAnda

       Plopping Barbie into her pink Corvette seat, I shifted her head as if she were looking out the window. “My Barbie is going to work!” I shouted, hoping she would follow me.“ Okay, but my Barbie is the hot girl, and she’s going to the mall with her husband and three kids” my sister Danielle sneered at me, whipping her hair around. She was dressing her Barbie in high heels, a mini skirt and a hot pink tank top. Brushing her long blonde hair positioned in front of the mirror as if doing her makeup, she had a look in her eye that said it was more then just a Barbie game. Ever since I could remember, Danielle has been doing everything possible to live that perfect Barbie life.

            By the age of 15, Danielle was engaged to a guy she had dated only 2 months. When they broke up, her heart was crushed so badly it seemed she would never get over him. Danielle couldn’t stand living in Seattle anymore; it reminded her too much of him. So she moved away to California with my dad without looking back. She began settling into school, getting a job and moving on. I thought two months was too quick, but my sister never ceases to amaze me. In just half of the time her last boyfriend proposed  she gained a new finace named Jason. The phone rang off the hook all day. Danielle and Jason grew obsessed with each other and could never spend time apart. It wasn’t hard to miss when he suddenly became very busy, and new phone numbers appeared in his phone book. It was clear Jason was cheating on her. They broke up after tears and tears were shed. Many new guys came along, few had the potential to be a husband. Dating did not seem to be an option for Danielle, she was ready to settle down at as early as 17.

             Even though it seems Danielle and I are from two completely different planets, we had one major thing in common. People used to think we were twins. When we used to go places we went out of our way to pretend to be twin sisters. When people obviously believed us we would sit and laugh hysterically. Now that we are older you would never even know we were sisters. She has drastically changed to the exact opposite of me.  She has platinum blonde hair, untouched white skin when she used to be tan with brown hair.

            My sister now admits she regrets settling down so quickly even though she loves her new family because life is hard. If you get married early on in life, you’re skipping a huge part of your young life: clubs, parties, friends, bars, late nights etc…. You have your entire life to settle down and be boring and old: raise children and be with one person. Now that she is married, she will never be able to meet new guys and see if they are the One for her or not. Who wants to sit home taking care of kids all day, cleaning and doing laundry all day and resorting to yoga rather then physically going outside and running? I’m not saying this is all a bad thing, but when you are young it is. You never get to go to college and live in dorms while you are young and still can. Not only that but you have to pay a fortune to hire a nanny or get daycare. I guess the point of this essay is that it really bugs me when people settle down so quickly to find love when really all they are doing is rushing things and missing out on life. My sister is a perfect example of this.

Trackback URI | Comments RSS