I Have a Big Family

I am the fifth of six children. We all have the same father and mother. I think. I am sure. And we have one brother but the rest of us are girls. It’s handy cos we can borrow each other’s clothes. But my older sisters get annoyed when they ran out of make up cos we pinched it. But it’s lovely squabbling. We are thick as thieves. And my brother looks out for us in school. No one messes with his sisters.