When I opened the door, I did not expect that she would stand behind them – my younger sister. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/4d396a/620x0/1/0/2025/02/25/h7sst0CAFQ6pnlerijlzioabzhmk93ok672uv8om.png" alt = "sister, source: pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (135,162,150,1)" > < P >With suitcases in her hands and tears in her eyes, she looked like a character taken out of melodrama, ready for a dramatic twist. Although fifteen years have passed since I left the family nest, and our relationships were tense rather than close, I felt something strange & Amp; Ndash; maybe this is the co -fantastic ? or maybe only the echo of the mother's words & oacute; in: & bdquo; needs help & ?

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< p > I felt free in my new city. Sometimes I thought about my family like a storm on the horizon & ndash; inevitable but far. Dad avoided a house like fire; Mom shouted so loudly that even the walls had to have enough of this noise.

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< p > My younger sister followed her footsteps & ndash; As a child, she was a small hurricane of emotions. In our house there was a chaos of & oacuteal; reducing to endless preparations for the wedding: running figures, screams and understatements.

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< p > – only for a moment – she said hopefully. And I thought: & well; For a month & rdquo;. This is how our co -& oacute; lna history.

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< P >The first days were full of awkward silence and the noise & oacute; in everyday life. She paraded around the apartment in new clothes, who bought Oacute; Re before arrival; However, I tried to find R & Amp; Oacute; a lift between work and the desire to escape from this new reality.

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< p > However, after a month there was no indication that she was going to leave; On the contrary, & ndash; It seemed to me that he intends to anchor his life here like a fish caught on the web without going to the surface.

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< p > When I asked her about planning a move out during one of our evening rummage &mp < p >-I can't do it now & hellip; I have a new job!

< P >So it became clear: my sister found a way & oacute; b at a comfortable life at the expense of my portfolio and patience. And then this day came & ndash; Confrontation Day.

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< p > I sat at the dining table with bills spread out in front of me as uncomfortable truths to analyze. We opened a bottle of red wine (although I should hold it for myself) and just then I threw a bomb:

< p >– If you stay here longer than you promised & hellip; time to start paying rent.

< p > her reaction was rapid – indignation painting her face resembled a picture from an old comic: great eyes full of disbelief and open lips wide as if they wanted to break out a scream of opposition.

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< p > -o ?! She shouted so loudly that I had a plate with a salad with almost a pipe; – I also have my expenses!

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< P >R & oacute; I had my dreams: a flat! Working outside the home and a modest budget allowed me to think about the future so r & oacute; the most beautiful west of the sun on the Vistula River.

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< p > but she apparently had other plans – the money was lost elsewhere: the dentist right next to it (because you had to take care of beauty!), New shoes there … If I knew earlier & Hellip;

< p > and so the time has come – giving her three days to leave the apartment or take her things!

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< p > Of course, nobody understood me; Mother, calling, screamed on the phone, warning me against being & bdquo; the worst sister & but all these years of distance made me stood hard with my opinion.

< p > Finally, the future turned out to be more complicated than a simple line of life of siblings; Understanding requires time and effort and readiness to change the perspective of both known to us always as a family tragedy.

< p > Only a few days p & oacute; we stood opposite each other from ourselves – this time, however, the atmosphere was different; She also had something important to say & hellip;

< P > – I am sorry – starts M & oacute; barely hearing – maybe I exaggerated & hellip;

< p > It was a turning moment in our relationships. We talked and after a few days actually found a flat for rent and moved out.

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< P >< Strong > Do not miss: from life taken. “I always knew that my mother never overdoed any detail: she retired and a neighbor & oacute; in

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Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116