From as young as I could remember, I was always known as the girl in the shadows. While the world looked in awe and admired my sister Alice, I was here in her shadow, accepting the crumbs from her success. It had always been like that from the moment I was born, I was too young to remember, but Alice was born with serval problems. So much, in fact, the doctors were worried she wouldn't make it. From my first breaths, Alice was already the chosen sister with full focus on her.
It remained that way mostly as well. Our father knew she was destined for greatness and pursued with her untapped powers to become the greatest streamer. I used to play by myself, wishing the worst on her. What if she didn't make it and died at birth? Maybe I would be in her shoes. I would do anything to gain the attention Alice was so lovingly receiving but nothing. Eventually, just past our ninth birthday, I stopped caring and just faded into her shadow, accepting my fate.