My special person is a girl called F (for the sake of her anonymity). To cut a very long story short (and also protect her privacy) she hasn’t lived at home for the last 3 years and pretty much lives with me and my parents. Having been an only child for 15 years of my life, it was sort of surreal watching this girl who I knew but wasn’t obscenely close with, become a bigger and bigger part of my family’s life. But 1 and a half years on she is 100% my sister. I don’t care what the legal documents say or what our DNA says, she is a member of this family. And now she’s off to uni in a week. I honestly can not put into words how much I’m going to miss her. Our relationship is different from the relationship I have with even my best friends, probably because all it takes is seeing her raid our fridge to make me feel a little happier. She is my bestest-best friend, the person who knows all my secrets, the person who I scream at and then act as if it never happened 10 minutes later, and the person who normally knows what I’m going to say before I even say it.

That is why F means so much to me. And I’m going to miss you, my big sister <3