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I'm just another clasic case of MCS (middle child syndrome). Although, MCS isn't such a bad thing; my uncle has it, and he grew up to be a pathologist, moved into a VERY LARGE CITY[within the top 5 in the country), and now makes more than either one of his other siblings could possibly imagine, he and I have discussed MCS, and he and I are completely on the same page; but anyways, back to me. I feel like Jan Brady every other moment in my life. My older sister gets exessive amounts of attention, not necessarily due to her appearence, but because she is the problem child (third-year senior, moved out at age 16 to live with her boyfriend, and now a mom!), she has always been and will always be a psycho, neurotic bitch (I feel sorry for my niece).

Then there is my younger sister. She is only 18 months younger than me, so there's my first problem with her, the constant competition. She thinks that she is so much better than me because she is the cute sister just because she looks exotic, like our dad[tall, dark, naturally thin, and not hard to look at], and I just look plain-jane, like our mom[except for the fact that she is ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE: ok, so she's not very tall-5'5"-, light-red hair-, maybe not too thin, but for whatever reason, I'm missed out on the adorable gean that my mom has].

I can't help the fact that she takes easier classes than me and gets straight A's, whereas I take more challenging classes and get B's. They're always comparing me to her and in every case, I turn out looking like the child that was the mistake. And on top of my parents treating me horrably because I'm not the "good child," I also have that skinny bitch on my back, constantly antagonizing me; calling me names such as "fat bitch," and "fat whore," and saying things like "you must pay the guys you go out with, 'cuz there is no way any self respecting guy would actually want to take you out," and she says these things right in front of my parents, and acutally gets away with it!

Then, oh yes, there's more, people refer to me as @#*&^'s sister, when I'm the older one, it should be the other way around! There have even been times when some of the guys that I hang out with will initiate a conversation, not with "what's up," or anything like that, but with "hey, where's your sister!" without even trying to be funny!

Ok, I think you can understand by now who I am and where I come from. With everyone so tied up with my older sister and the baby, and my younger sister with all of her perfect-ness, where does that leave me? I'm just me, just another one of the guys, nothing special to anyone in my family or in my whole town for that matter [ok, maybe not including my boyfriend, but certainly everyone else]. Moving out has been my salvation, because I was completely numb at "home."

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