Growing up in a family of five. 3 boys 2 girls.
    I'm sibling #4. 3 older 1 younger.
We're we close I don't think so.
   Having an older brother so mean and cold, I remember how I hated him I was only 11 years old.
    A little sister 6 years younger oh how I adored her so.
She grew up started to smoke and drink all of a sudden I became her worst enemy. Year's and years of fights and tears. I made it a point not to go home at night.
    When my brother wasn't being mean and hitting us he was locked up . And now many many years later with a kid of my own he's home to stay and that makes all okay.
     My,sister is now clean and sober she got her bachelors degree and I'm dispose to be cheerful and happy.
    A beautiful mother yes that's what we do have she always wants the family to get together. Although I say I will be there but something always enters my heart and I'm a no show. What can it be cause I'm still sad and hurt . It'll be a year and I don't see or hear from them. I know in my heart I don't really know them . And I know I don't like them . Although I do love them.