Tess is 18 (yesterday), my sister, and my best friend.
She's beautiful, sporty, blonde, hilarious, and the greatest best friend anyone could ask for. She can play soccer, ride horses, play guitar, paint/draw/pastel like a madwoman, and will beat anyone's butt in jujitsu. Not to mention, she's a little genius and far surpasses me in anything academic, which is fine. And then to top it off, when she accomplishes huge things or wins big awards for art or academics, she won't even tell anyone. She's humble and reasonable. I'm neither which is why we balance each other out. She's always been a shoulder to cry on, but will tell it to you straight after you stop crying. I am willing to bet a million dollars there is not one person on this earth who doesn't like Tess, and if there is, they should really think things over. All in all, I couldn't ask for a better sister. Although she is younger, I've always looked up to her and admired her personality and strength.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TESS, I LOVE YOU.