An Open Letter To My Two Big Brothers

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guys remember when you threw me a dictionary, and it hit my head? I cried with anger and called mom. You two continued laughing because of the sound of my voice as if it swells my vocal cords while crying and telling mom how you two hit me with a dictionary.</p><p id="2c09">Whenever I cry, you two made me cry even more. You always make a way to make me cry. YOu two were roasting me like a beef who couldn't fight.</p><p id="41bd">Do you guys remember the boy in our neighbourhood? You guys insisted that he was my crush and my future husband. Urgh! I hated it! I didn't like the boy, and I never talked to him. You guys made fun of him because he looks like the homeless boy who does not take a shower, and you referred him to me? You guys are probably wanted to have a lost boy added to our family, eh? Now, the ball is mine throwing it to you guys!</p><p id="e596" type="7">“I may fight with my siblings. But once you lay a finger on them, you’ll be facing me” — Abby Slater.</p><p id="855e">To my second big brother: when I was in second grade, some boy in my class picked on me, and I told you about it. You, my second big brother, went to where I was lining up to get to my classroom, and you asked me which one was picking on me, and I told you which one. You walked towards the boy, and you told him, “Don’t bug my sister ever again; if you do so, I’ll punch you in the face.” I remember the boy’s face looking so scared while you were giving him a warning. Since then, the boy never came close to me. I still remember his name was Das, and I called him “Adidas” to make fun of him the way he made fun of me.</p><p id="7cff">

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To my first big brother: you are the leading man to insult me; little did I know he was my biggest protector. When we went home late at night, you were there to protect us and especially me. Do you remember the guy hiding in the dark, and he was standing there? We didn’t notice him until he moved a bit. We thought we were in danger, and he might have a knife or whatever deadly weapon he had. You, my first big brother, walked past me just in case the guy would hit us up. Thank God he didn’t do anything to us!</p><p id="89fa">Since we are all adults now, we grew deeper in laughter. We don’t fight anymore, and we laugh out loud. We may tease each other but in a fun way that nobody gets offended. I would never trade anything and anyone for having you two as my amazing big brothers. I will treasure every memory we have together.</p><p id="083e">Sincerely,</p><p id="a846">Your only favourite beautiful sister.</p><div id="b0f0" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/be-open-submission-guidelines-41ea51ef4ef1"> <div> <div> <h2>We Invite You to Become Our Writer — Be Open Submission Guidelines</h2> <div><h3>You don’t have to be a great writer or super perfect human to contribute here. I believe everyone can become inspirator…</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*eBrTZS3wC0WwzBZjivi7tg.png)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

A sibling letter to my two amazing big brothers

Dear Two Big Bros,

I can’t help myself but write about you two. You guys have been around since I was born, and you two have seen mom giving birth to me, yet you told me that I was adopted and I am not part of this beautiful family. I used to cry over it, but as we grew up, thinking about how lame that joke made me laugh!

You probably wouldn’t read this ever, so I’ll be soft on here. I never ratted you two out, but you always ratted me out. I was afraid of getting the consequences of fighting you two out because I was a girl, and you two teamed up to rat me up and made me cry all the time. Even though you guys would always pick on me, I still love you as my brothers (EEEEWWW).

“They say that no matter how old you become when you are with your siblings, you revert to childhood.” — Karen White.

Do you guys remember when you threw me a dictionary, and it hit my head? I cried with anger and called mom. You two continued laughing because of the sound of my voice as if it swells my vocal cords while crying and telling mom how you two hit me with a dictionary.

Whenever I cry, you two made me cry even more. You always make a way to make me cry. YOu two were roasting me like a beef who couldn't fight.

Do you guys remember the boy in our neighbourhood? You guys insisted that he was my crush and my future husband. Urgh! I hated it! I didn't like the boy, and I never talked to him. You guys made fun of him because he looks like the homeless boy who does not take a shower, and you referred him to me? You guys are probably wanted to have a lost boy added to our family, eh? Now, the ball is mine throwing it to you guys!

“I may fight with my siblings. But once you lay a finger on them, you’ll be facing me” — Abby Slater.

To my second big brother: when I was in second grade, some boy in my class picked on me, and I told you about it. You, my second big brother, went to where I was lining up to get to my classroom, and you asked me which one was picking on me, and I told you which one. You walked towards the boy, and you told him, “Don’t bug my sister ever again; if you do so, I’ll punch you in the face.” I remember the boy’s face looking so scared while you were giving him a warning. Since then, the boy never came close to me. I still remember his name was Das, and I called him “Adidas” to make fun of him the way he made fun of me.

Since we are all adults now, we grew deeper in laughter. We don’t fight anymore, and we laugh out loud. We may tease each other but in a fun way that nobody gets offended. I would never trade anything and anyone for having you two as my amazing big brothers. I will treasure every memory we have together.

Sincerely,

Your only favourite beautiful sister.