**In Response To Raymond's Run**
On the contrary to what many people believe, I am not one of those fakers who just does it for attention, but for the approval of my parents. All throughout my life my entire being has been compared to my "perfect" sibling. I refuse to even say it's name for even may cause myself stress. My sibling is the stereotypical "Brady Bunch" relative due to the fact that they have no imperfections. They have the straight A report card time and time again, the perfect body, friends, and even a great job. Trying to succeed with this shadow left by this someone has caused myself to go insane and even lie to feel like I am achieving some success. I may have lied to many saying that I haven't played the piano or didn't even remember that there was a spelling bee but I have spent hours among hours, nights among nights practicing for these activities. Even though I sometimes I stay up the entire night studying, it never seems to pay off. I hope that my parents understand that I will never be my doppelganger kinfolk, I will only be me.
