I'll call her Zelda.

Zelda and I are about the same age, but when I was 14 I was best friends with her older brother, because he was best friends with my boyfriend. The three of us (me, boyfriend, and older brother) were really close for a couple of years. I still hadn't met Zelda but the first time I went to his house he showed me his sister/Zelda's room. She wasn't home, but I discovered we both wore the same size shoes. I stole one of her shoes and tied the other to her ceiling fan after writing "haha, I stole your shoe" on it. I wore her shoe for years. It would be logical that I switched out one of mine for hers right then too, which I'd expect (we both wore chucks), but I'm not positive about that.

So anyway, boyfriend and I broke up of course, but her older brother and I stayed close for a long time. He had taken up relentlessly hitting on me as we got older though and I couldn't handle it. In the last while we were close I'd been staying/mostly living at his Mom's a lot which was where Zelda lived too.. I got to know her, and pretty much switched best friendship from him to her.

I gave her her shoe back ten years later.

All three of us are close, though he still has problems with hitting on me to this day so it gets a little weird and I wish he'd just stop because I miss him so bad. I miss that deep friendship. So I've considered Zelda my best friend instead of him for many years. We're in our mid twenties now.

BUT I'm going to be moving in with Zelda very soon, and living near her brother too and I expect that it will be amazing and we will all have a fucking blast. I cannot wait. I feel as if I will finally be with my 'true' family.

I've always found it interesting that we became best friends because her brother and I were best friends before I met her and that it transferred over through the family. I imagine we will all grow old together and raise our families together as if we all are one extended family. I consider her my sister, and I consider him a brother.. which is why I just could no longer handle him hitting on me so much. It felt like fricken' incest.