My favorite brother standing behind me. Why he is my favorite brother? Because he never been mean to me. He taught me how to punch, taught me how to draw, told me to look in the mirror every day and to tell myself that I'am pretty when I was 17."I need to do that more often." I have a feeling that if he knew that I was getting raped that night, he would of beat the living shit out of his best friend. He even told me to keep on drawing, even though I wanted to stop at age 16 because of my father making me feel like I'm not good at anything that I do. I named my oldest boy after him. Lol But kinda spelled their names different. I was his birthday gift too. Lol I was born on March 9th 1988 and he was born on March 10th 1986. My oldest brother and my other older brother and I used to be very close when we where kids. I really don't understand why my other brother is so mad at me for and for what reason. Us three still see each other and have kid's of our own and help each other out with stuff when we can. I just miss how close we used to be. I remember my oldest brother and I had to chase a 20 year old down for choke slamming my our brother on to the cement sidewalk. I was 10 my brother that I chased down with was 12 and the one that got choked slammed was 11. When my brother got to him and I was not that far behind. My brother punched the 20 year old down on to the ground. I asked my brother his permission if I can kick him. He told me as he was kicking him. "I don't give a fuck! He choked slammed our brother!" So I kicked him so hard in the face, I'm not sure how many times until my brother told me "We need to get back home to see how our brother was." That's how close we were. We protected each other. I miss some of my childhood days with my mother and my two older brother's. I just wished that my childhood days were always happy, but it wasn't, especially for me.
© Charlotte B.