Today.
Today was the day.
The day I was going to find out was he really my older brother?
I met him when I was 8. When both my foster parents died.
He was there trying to make me feel better. He was nice and kind. From that day on he was always by my side making me slime whenever I was upset.
Some friends of my real parents said that I had a brother but they never knew what happened to him. I truly hope that he is my brother. He was 3 years older than me and they say that he was about 3 years older than I was.
I couldn't wait for the blood test to be over.
But what if he really wasn't my brother.
Would he still be around? Also would he still want to take care of me?
The thing was the real reason he was taking a blood test was because I was still to young to live on my own I was only 14.
he said that he would take care of me until I was old enough to live on my own.
Some didn't want him to take care of he. They didn't trust him. They didn't like him. They didn't want him.
I wanted to know. I wanted to find out right now.
I ran to were he was and good timing he was getting the test results back.
A big smile came to my face I wanted to know!!
Then I saw he was looking at without a smile and showed me the test.
He wasn't my brother.
I knew him for 6 years I'll always think of him as a big brother no matter what.
We both sat out in front. No one said anything for a while. If he wasn't going to take care of me then who was. No one wanted to he was the only one. I didn't ask but I would mostly think he would say no. I just couldn't bring my self to ask him but I had to know.
"Um.......Even if you're not my real bother......Would you.....Still want to take care of me.......?No.........Matter what you're still like a big brother to me." The words were so hard to say. It was hard to talk to him."I know it's kind of odd and everyone still doesn't want me to go with you.But like I said I will always think of you as a big brother.Things would be like they were before."
He said nothing
I took it as a no Then...
"I can't take care of you and things can't go back to the way it was."
Those words shocked me and before I could say anything he started to explain.
"The reason why is because I knew I wasn't you're brother, that's why I didn't want to do the blood test." He came beside me and we both sat down. He didn't look at me he just looked down.
"The reason why is because the longer I knew you and was with I realized something."
As he was saying that he put his hand on mine and came closer so close our noses were touching. After he said that our were not touching but our lips were.
I was shocked and didn't know what to do but then
"I realized that I loved you."
After that he got up and handed me something and said:
"Go find your real brother. A few of my friends will help you. Talk to them they're waiting in front."
After that he left and I never saw him again. I knew I might never again but I kept telling my self I will and I'll find my brother.
Today was the day.
The day I was going to find out was he really my older brother?
I met him when I was 8. When both my foster parents died.
He was there trying to make me feel better. He was nice and kind. From that day on he was always by my side making me slime whenever I was upset.
Some friends of my real parents said that I had a brother but they never knew what happened to him. I truly hope that he is my brother. He was 3 years older than me and they say that he was about 3 years older than I was.
I couldn't wait for the blood test to be over.
But what if he really wasn't my brother.
Would he still be around? Also would he still want to take care of me?
The thing was the real reason he was taking a blood test was because I was still to young to live on my own I was only 14.
he said that he would take care of me until I was old enough to live on my own.
Some didn't want him to take care of he. They didn't trust him. They didn't like him. They didn't want him.
I wanted to know. I wanted to find out right now.
I ran to were he was and good timing he was getting the test results back.
A big smile came to my face I wanted to know!!
Then I saw he was looking at without a smile and showed me the test.
He wasn't my brother.
I knew him for 6 years I'll always think of him as a big brother no matter what.
We both sat out in front. No one said anything for a while. If he wasn't going to take care of me then who was. No one wanted to he was the only one. I didn't ask but I would mostly think he would say no. I just couldn't bring my self to ask him but I had to know.
"Um.......Even if you're not my real bother......Would you.....Still want to take care of me.......?No.........Matter what you're still like a big brother to me." The words were so hard to say. It was hard to talk to him."I know it's kind of odd and everyone still doesn't want me to go with you.But like I said I will always think of you as a big brother.Things would be like they were before."
He said nothing
I took it as a no Then...
"I can't take care of you and things can't go back to the way it was."
Those words shocked me and before I could say anything he started to explain.
"The reason why is because I knew I wasn't you're brother, that's why I didn't want to do the blood test." He came beside me and we both sat down. He didn't look at me he just looked down.
"The reason why is because the longer I knew you and was with I realized something."
As he was saying that he put his hand on mine and came closer so close our noses were touching. After he said that our were not touching but our lips were.
I was shocked and didn't know what to do but then
"I realized that I loved you."
After that he got up and handed me something and said:
"Go find your real brother. A few of my friends will help you. Talk to them they're waiting in front."
After that he left and I never saw him again. I knew I might never again but I kept telling my self I will and I'll find my brother.
Para todos aquellos que hablen español o lo entiendan, aquí les dejo un poema que escribi hace mucho tiempo ya
Nunca había visto caer la lluvia así
Sólo cae
Mientras tú vuelves a casa
La lluvia cae
Pasaron tres horas sin tu regreso
Aún te espero en la puerta
No busco la lluvia
Espero tu vuelta
Pasaron quince años
Te sigo esperando afuera
Aun contengo tu sonrisa
Esperando que llueva
Pero ahora es muy tarde
La lluvia ha cesado
Y aun espero tu llegada
Sigo esperando tu mirada
Nunca había visto caer la lluvia así
Sólo cae
Mientras tú vuelves a casa
La lluvia cae
Pasaron tres horas sin tu regreso
Aún te espero en la puerta
No busco la lluvia
Espero tu vuelta
Pasaron quince años
Te sigo esperando afuera
Aun contengo tu sonrisa
Esperando que llueva
Pero ahora es muy tarde
La lluvia ha cesado
Y aun espero tu llegada
Sigo esperando tu mirada
Laughing heals the soul. What makes you laugh? Were all different. As a writer in training I'm experimenting on the"fun factor". Down the page are some funny stuff and I'd like to know which one makes you laugh the most. If you found a funny pic please post it and please comment on the pictures.
Now like I've said we all have different tastes and it all is on you. Laughing is a very fun excersise.And these pictures are funny (or at least to me). Hold on to your socks lady and gentlemen it's time to get your laugh on.
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Now let's have some laughs!
Now like I've said we all have different tastes and it all is on you. Laughing is a very fun excersise.And these pictures are funny (or at least to me). Hold on to your socks lady and gentlemen it's time to get your laugh on.
Please comment!!!
Now let's have some laughs!