A Bowl of Porridge for Sibling

Having sibling in your life is like having the one who see you when you are eight, eighteen, fifty eight; all at once.

Having sibling in your life is like having the one you argue with for hours and find you both smile for each other hours later.

Having sibling is not just about having the one who share the same roof with you, it’s about having the one who also share the same mother and father and you both have your same testimonial about them; about the way they angry or the way they eat or the way they watch movies, the sound the produce when they’re walking downstairs or a lot of simple unpresumable habit.

Having sibling is like having another father or another mother with different ages.

Having sibling is like having the one to slander on whenever household chores you do seems wrong.

Having sibling is like having the one to snatch your spoon of noodles away from you, or your sushi, or your delicious hamburger, or even your little sweet pudding. And there is always a sensation of eating in vigilance because of their quick agile movement.

Why is this named a bowl of porridge? A bowl of chicken soup is too mainstream and it takes other's brand. A bowl of cream soup is also soup too. A bowl of porridge is cute, I think. I have a nightmare about this. Porridge is like a national breakfast in my family and I gonna make porridge be my-family thing. It's like I always waking up in the morning whether I gonna swallow all the porridge up to my stomach and torture(?) my poor tongue.