Hallie is my Sister

Today i cried. Usually i don't cry very much. I cried to day because i found out that my sister, Hallie, Is pregnant. This is a big thing in my family. And it seems everybody else in my family knows how to deal with it, But for some odd reason, I don't. I cried. They didn't. I freaked out. They didn't. I'm only a couple years younger then her and I'm not ready to be an aunt. I have always pictured myself being an aunt.At the age of 25 or 30. I'm still a young girl. Not even old enough to date. Let alone be an aunt. We live in Oregon but she live in Oklahoma. She lives with her real mom and i live with my real mom. All together there are 4 girls and 1 boy. I met her in 2005 for the first time in my whole life. We don't look alike. We don't act alike. But we share the same last name. Haille lives almost 2,000 miles away from where i live. We don't talk. We don't text. We don't call each other. But we do think about each other. And know i think about her a lot.