No doubt it was hard to keep my promise. My sister made a good playmate at first but while I grew up, she still stayed the same three year old. But I knew, in the end, I would always come back for her because that is my duty as an older sister. Meanwhile, schoolwork has been gathering and piling up and textbooks have been swallowing me up. While others may savor the smell of those brand new textbooks, I take a whiff and disgust creates in me. My studies weren't doing very well, and I wasn't able to invest much time to worry about them, since I put all my focus on my sister. Finals came up and I ended up bombing a couple. Teachers called my parents up, placing conferences. Soon enough, with all those annoying teachers always chomping behind me, I didn't even have time to watch my sister solve difficult puzzles. She was surprisingly good at them. During the conferences, all the teachers would complain about is how I wasn't focused enough and spending my time wisely. They especially had a knack talking about my future and how I wasn't going to make money off of babysitting my sister all the time. I knew that and I told them so. I said that I was confident and fully aware of what my future may be. But my sister always comes first. My main priority is my sister. It seemed that my teachers just couldn't understand. But then again, who could understand such a deep love? My teachers usually groaned, mumbling about how I was just too naive. I thought the opposite. They were the ones that were truly clueless of the importance of sisterly love. Therefore, I continued putting off my schoolwork to meet all the self thought requirements of spending time with my sister. I continued living off the promise I made with myself but sometimes, what I did just didn't seem to be enough. She would still cry, still groan, still get sick, and still feel miserable. I began thinking about what I could do to make her smile, make her laugh forever. I tested out all my ideas but it all ended up unsuccessful. It just seemed impossible.