I Got Into Harvard, but Mom Accused Me of Eloping

My sister and I were born four days apart. For as long as I could remember, Mom bought a birthday cake on my sister's birthday. When mine came, all I got was a bowl of plain noodles in water. "Just think of it as sharing your sister's birthday," Mom said. "And these noodles were made just for you. Your sister wants some, but she doesn't even get any." From then on, my birthday was only ever a single bowl of plain noodles in water.