Argumentative Essay: Growing Up As A Middle Child

Growing up as a middle child is not easy. If it was an option I think that no one should have to be the middle child, but it is something that I have learned to deal with throughout my 13 years of experience. Ever since I was a little kid I was never the favorite. The favorite child is always either the oldest because they are the parents first child or the youngest because they are the cutest, but this is often not the case for the middle child. I think this is unfair because the middle child could be both smart and cute, even though they are always looked past. The middle child is often just left in the dust and be forced to make themself stand out to be the favorite, which rarely happens. Being a middle child is so much harder than most

The reason I did get things that I wanted is not for any good reason, but because I am the middle child. Being the middle child is also hard because you never get any attention, and even when I do get attention, I am getting it for all the wrong reasons. I am not getting all of the attention because I am the favorite like my sisters are. I may get attention from my mom, but only because she feels bad because she thinks I might have the “middle child syndrome.” Although events like these happen everyday of my life it does not affect my life as much as some would think. I have learned to deal with the fact that I will never be the favorite, I will never get the same amount of attention as my two other sisters, and I will never just be treated the way I want like my younger sister. Although I was never the favorite when I was a little kid, I think I am getting closer and closer to being the favorite. I say this because my older sister is in her Freshman year of college, so she does not live at home anymore. Since she does not live at home anymore, it is almost like I am the oldest so now I do everything with my mom, filling the role once portrayed by my older