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Whenever the four of us are together and in good spirits it’s like chemistry. It works. We play off each others moods and personalities with the goal of making one another laugh. My little brothers. I love them so, even though they drive me absolutely mad at times. John is stubborn and sneaky, yet he is the most generous 17 year old boy I know. He loves money and he loves spending it on other people. With his last five dollars he would gladly skip a meal and treat you to lunch instead. I admire his work ethic and commitment to school and his humor. He loves music and skating and football. He is strong boy, and in the past has had to use his brawn a number of times to defend James. Oh little Jamesie. My other half…my buddy. We could stay up until 5 in the morning making fun of each other, spouting catch phrases from our favorite movies or the Simpsons or Stella. I love making him laugh and seeing those little canine teeth poke out before he self consciously hides them a second later. James is a character. He’s lazy and careless. He hates any type of work or chores. Many nights he skips dinner because he would rather someone else cook his meal and place it before him. Some days he fallows me around like a puppy, spewing meaningless jabber about video games, new words he has made up, or how much I stink at life.
And my sister, how she makes me laugh! She knows everything about me and loves me anyway. She takes care of me when I am sobbing, helpless, sick from the monthly curse. Although our relationship resembles that of ‘the odd couple,’ I know when I move out I will be lonesome for her happy go lucky energy and complete randomness. She has overcome so much many are clueless about. She is a constant reminder that I should be ashamed for taking my limbs and 20/20 vision for granted. She loves little babies, the color green and shiny things. She offers up advice and motivation when im feeling low. We do bicker at times but it never lasts long.
As I was saying before, when the four of us get together, it’s really something else. We grew up at a daycare center, and as a result we have that team or wolf pack mentality. I would die for them. I would give them my kidneys or liver (haha) if the situation ever did arise. I love them and I don’t say it enough. We have shared a difficult life and remained close and happy throughout our trials. If one of them were to pass a part of me would die and I know I would never be the same again.
And my sister, how she makes me laugh! She knows everything about me and loves me anyway. She takes care of me when I am sobbing, helpless, sick from the monthly curse. Although our relationship resembles that of ‘the odd couple,’ I know when I move out I will be lonesome for her happy go lucky energy and complete randomness. She has overcome so much many are clueless about. She is a constant reminder that I should be ashamed for taking my limbs and 20/20 vision for granted. She loves little babies, the color green and shiny things. She offers up advice and motivation when im feeling low. We do bicker at times but it never lasts long.
As I was saying before, when the four of us get together, it’s really something else. We grew up at a daycare center, and as a result we have that team or wolf pack mentality. I would die for them. I would give them my kidneys or liver (haha) if the situation ever did arise. I love them and I don’t say it enough. We have shared a difficult life and remained close and happy throughout our trials. If one of them were to pass a part of me would die and I know I would never be the same again.