Important Person

This last year, we have grown to be very close. From heaven to Earth, my brother and I have done almost everything together. We took pictures as babies, ate the same food, and went the same places. We grew up in the 90’s, so there were always trends, whether it was Bugle Boy, Jinco, Adidas or Nike’s. I remember my brother would have blue jinco jeans, while I had red ones, and we would be matching each others outfits. We always got the same shoes, whether it was Nike’s or it was Adidas. Ha-ha, I remember when it was "cool" to get the Nike sign carved in the back of your head. So we experience so much through our childhood that it brought us closer each day.

I remember his graduation party, I was so excited and happy for him, as always when it came to what made him happy. Although as much as I wanted the house to myself, I didn’t want him to leave me. As the days went by, time got shorter and shorter to the point where we were stressed out, because he was going off to college. When we were ready, we headed up to Black Hills State University. We got him registered and let him do his thing. When the last day with him came around, I was happy to see that he was going on the right road of his life, and I needed to let him go. I should have been in a happy mood right? No, I wasn’t, I was sad to see my brother go on. I question myself quite frequently on who’s going to be home when no one else is, who’s going to tell me that I need to think smart, and don’t be stupid about life as it is, and all the other questions he asked me and things he said. I was pissed! I didn’t want him to leave, but at the same time, I did. I tried my hardest not to cry, I held it in as long as I could, until I gave him a hug, and got into the car, I was balling on the inside and tearing on the outside, as if you just took my heart and stepped on it with all your force. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about him, whether I am asking myself "Is he okay?" or "I wonder what he is doing at this exact moment?"

He never calls anymore, so my family and I have no clue what has been going on. I have called him one time, about two weeks ago, but he was to busy to handle a ten second conversation with his close little, big brother. He picked up and asked "What?" and I asked him a question, and he said "No." and he then hung up on me. I sometimes feel like I have no brother. I probably won’t talk to him or see him until Christmas, because I have other plans to go out of state with classmates and friends. I listen to all my other friends, they say that they see and talk to their siblings that are off at college all the time, but they also say that they hate that person. Well, I say I love my brother to death, and I know he loves my company, as well as I love his company.