By Jacqueline Sumano
Click! Clack! Crash! There was a tree where he almost broke his knee. So many bad accidents that bring good memories. The harder years that brought us to a stronger bond. The one that I call my best friend. My brother.
The best memories were when we would crack up until our stomachs started to hurt. The one time when our parents left us home alone till it got dark, I remember that he started crying and I wrapped my arms around him and told him that everything is going to be fine, that they will be back soon.
To those fun days when we used to play with toys together. When we would run away from the chancla. Time flew as we grew older.
Click! Clack! Crash! There was a tree where he almost broke his knee. So many bad accidents that bring good memories. The harder years that brought us to a stronger bond. The one that I call my best friend. My brother.
The best memories were when we would crack up until our stomachs started to hurt. The one time when our parents left us home alone till it got dark, I remember that he started crying and I wrapped my arms around him and told him that everything is going to be fine, that they will be back soon.
To those fun days when we used to play with toys together. When we would run away from the chancla. Time flew as we grew older.
As years passed the bond grew. We told each other our deepest secrets, making us gain more trust than ever before.
Now a days my brother may be a little rude to me, and once that happens I ignore him, making him realize that he did bad. He has trouble to express himself. But once he has the courage, he apologizes with all his heart. It’s called tough love.
One day, a lady from the same apartments that we live in told me “I love the bond that you and your brother have, it’s so beautiful to see that you guys get along”. I knew it was true so I gave her a big smile.
I can’t wait for what the future has for us. But there is one thing I do know. I will always love him no matter what and I will never leave his side. That I will always support the decisions that he will make. Why? Because he’s my little brother. He’s my best friend.
Now a days my brother may be a little rude to me, and once that happens I ignore him, making him realize that he did bad. He has trouble to express himself. But once he has the courage, he apologizes with all his heart. It’s called tough love.
One day, a lady from the same apartments that we live in told me “I love the bond that you and your brother have, it’s so beautiful to see that you guys get along”. I knew it was true so I gave her a big smile.
I can’t wait for what the future has for us. But there is one thing I do know. I will always love him no matter what and I will never leave his side. That I will always support the decisions that he will make. Why? Because he’s my little brother. He’s my best friend.