Siblings : Brats who care.
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My first memory of my childhood, the day we went to the beach. There was my old man and Uncle Toby, I stepped into the waves, scared that I would be swept away with them. But Dad just pulled me in. I remember the feeling of the wave on my tiny little feet, how the sand slipped from under my feet. My little sister fell in the water at that exact moment. I laughed hard, I remember.
That's when Uncle Toby spoke. He said, " You should always have this little girls back" as he picked her up. I just nodded and forgot about it. We fought over everything after that . Who gets the new bicycle?who gets the last piece of the dessert?
Until yesterday. I had just had my heart broken for the first time. I quietly sobbed into my pillow that night. That's when she turned up with a bowl of ice cream and a box of tissue. And we bitched all night long. By the morning, we fell asleep on the floor. That day I realized that I had a friend right under my roof, when I was searching all around the world. I had just found a friend who actually cared.