Sibling

My sibling I'm talking about is my older sister, Sharae. She is now nineteen years old, it's crazy to think. When we were little people used to think we were twins. We're very alike, actually sometimes we think that we're twins as well, but we are also very different. We can be the closest and nicest to each other and understand each other, or we can be the most evil to each other and get so mad. But we will always come back together.
My sister is very artistic, she loves art. She also gets lazy sometimes, where she'll sit watching t.v. half the day or just play on the computer. And then there's times where she goes into crazy cleaning mode where she wants to clean everything and she can't sleep until her room is spotless! She's not the most cautious person either. Me, I'm always worried. 'If you do this, even if it's not bad, then this could happen and that would be bad!' And she just throws those worries out the window and goes for it anyhow. She's also pretty nuts. She tries crazy things with her hair and she hops around like a weirdo. She rubbed off on me a little bit.
At my dad's house, Sharae and I share a room. She always saying, "Get your stuff off of the counter" and "Make your shelf look nice." Wen she gets into her cleaning mode it's even worse. She tries to move my stuff and wants me to clean right along with her. It frustrates her because my part isn't as clean as she wants it to be. It bugs me because she tries to make it that way.