Chapter 1 - Brother
Submitted March 28, 2005 Updated March 28, 2005 Status Incomplete | another one from last year
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Chapter 1 - Brother
Chapter 1 - Brother
WHEN I WAS small
Can you still remember when you were small?
I can
My mother and I would go shopping
and she would buy everything I asked for
no matter what the price
I had everything a person could want
all the toys ever made
and the greatest loving parents
ever created
It was great.
My dad would ride me around on his back like some sort ofhorse
I would feel as if I was standing in the sky
Looking down on a huge ant hill
With tiny ants running about below me
I’d stand there
and wave to all the ants
and they’d wave back
It was great.
Angelo
my brother
was always there for me
Maybe because I was his younger sister
or maybe
because I had two surgeries done on me when I was only ababy
or maybe
just maybe
he simply just loved me
He
treated me like a queen
(so did everyone else[/i]
especially my mother)[/i]
[/i]
but he did it like a brother
My mother did it like a mother would
The same could be said for my father
only in a fatherly way
But they’re different
He
did it
like
an older brother
to a younger sister
It was great.
Can you still remember when you were small?
I can
My mother and I would go shopping
and she would buy everything I asked for
no matter what the price
I had everything a person could want
all the toys ever made
and the greatest loving parents
ever created
It was great.
My dad would ride me around on his back like some sort ofhorse
I would feel as if I was standing in the sky
Looking down on a huge ant hill
With tiny ants running about below me
I’d stand there
and wave to all the ants
and they’d wave back
It was great.
Angelo
my brother
was always there for me
Maybe because I was his younger sister
or maybe
because I had two surgeries done on me when I was only ababy
or maybe
just maybe
he simply just loved me
He
treated me like a queen
(so did everyone else[/i]
especially my mother)[/i]
[/i]
but he did it like a brother
My mother did it like a mother would
The same could be said for my father
only in a fatherly way
But they’re different
He
did it
like
an older brother
to a younger sister
It was great.
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