My third sister is our youngest. Before birth, I thought she would be a brother but she turned out a girl. Nevertheless, she is an intelligent girl--garnering medals of excellence from all her elementary grades. My parents adored her and we were proud of her academic excellence. We, the elder siblings, thought she was our parents' favorite but the envy didn't last long . . . one day we woke up and realized that she was our favorite, too. She was often the stop sign of my father. She could compellingly stop my father's anger by merely saying,"Papa, please stop." It was this that she became our favorite sister.

My family is not the cause of this note. It is my own volition, will and decision. They did not aggravate any circumstance that necessitated me to indite this note.