I hate my sister
I consider myself a "goody-two-shoes." My whole family is fairly conservative and all of my older sisters pretty much follow the rules, but I would say I do so the most. I don't swear, I plan to be abstinant til marriage, and I work hard to make top grades in school.
My older sister closest in age to me and I had been best friends when we were little. We played games and had inside jokes and traded back massages. Then our parents forced us to go to a private school that enrolled 7th-12th grade because they thought it would be a good experience. I hated every second of it. At my old school, I had tons of friends and did extremely well academically. But at this new private school, the other kids were shallow, image-obsessed, and, overall, fake, which I still believe them to be. I was struggling making friends, and this led to a drop in my grades. Consequently, I begged my parents to let me switch back to my old school in 9th grade, which they allowed.
My sister, however, flourished at private school. She had great friends, a cute boyfriend, thrived in sports, and made even better grades than I did. But as she became the 'perfect' daughter, she really turned into a secret 'wild child' (according to my standards). She swore, stayed out late, and even had sex with her boyfriend, all behind our parents back. One time, she even called me a b*tch to my face. Now remember, I'm the sheltered, innocent one. Never having been called a bad word in my life, my own sister called me a b*tch and brought me to tears. It was a concrete sign to me that she had changed. I could see it in her attitude and ways before, but now that she had called me that, I had more 'proof' that she had turned into another person.
I know she's my sister and I should love her, but she recently went off to college and I'm glad! I don't miss her one bit, and I lie when I tell her that I can't wait for her to come home. But when I do lie and smile and hug her when she comes home, I hate myself for being so fake, for sinking to her level. I see her as I saw the kids who went to that private school- hollow, showy, and a liar. I could accept that the other kids at the private school were that way, but to know that my own sister, my old best friend, had turned into one of them, still disgusts me. Everytime I look at her, all I can see is a fake, and I hate her for changing. Does this seem like a fair reason to hate her?