
Brothers, the ones you go to for help, for comfort, for advice, when you just had a fight with Mom and Dad, another girl, or another boy. The ones you look up to, share jokes, and talk to about everything. Brothers, they're there for the good times, the bad, and everything in between. As kids, my elder brother and I lived together, we fought, we laughed, we cried, just like any other siblings. Days from now, we will grow slowly apart. And I wonder about the man I'd get to know 3 years later..He for sure is going to be
somebody in the near future.
Still remembered we had a great argument when we were at norway but he made things better by hugging me tightly when a dog came extremely near me the following day..He's also the one who will give me assurance whenever I'm afraid of heights. There was once, we went around town and I was eyeing on the baby-g watch. The next thing, he bought it for me. He will also make it a point to bring me out for my meals when daddy & mummy were abroad. What I'm trying to say is, he really dotes on me in the simplest way. I know I'm always protected & loved because I have him. Now that he's leaving for good, we're going to learn how not to depend on each other. His turning point in life starts here...
People always ask,
"Do you wish to have sisters? ".
I say, " not at all."
Now you know, he's the reason why.