My Brother By Quyen Doan

When I was a little kid, I had only one hope. Upon a star, I would wish for my brother to never bother me again. The first person to welcome me home after a long day at school was always him. Whether I was busy or not, he had never left me alone.

He was and still is afraid of insects and dolls, but he has never been afraid of me, even though I am way older and bigger than him. My mother once said, "You're his big sister, but he doesn't seem to have any respect for you," and I replied to her, "Well because you treat him like your precious prince, and I can't even dare to touch him."

But now, we don't even have time to talk to each other. I usually spend most of the day in my room doing my schoolwork and listening to music, while he would be laying on the sofa in the living room playing games. Language difference also distanced us away from our sibling bonding time. I prefer to speak Vietnamese at home since our parents are not fluent English speakers, but he can't even complete a sentence in Vietnamese. But we are not like complete strangers to each other, we are at least still care about each other.

Siblings are like the weather. It can sometimes be sunny or rainy. We can sometimes have fun with each other vacationing, or we can fight with each other all day over a piece of chicken. He is like a diary to me. I can share with him whatever secrets I have, and he doesn't even care about it, he might not even listen to it. To him, I may be another enemy of his, maybe because I usually scold at him because of all the swearing at home, and because of his foolish manner in front of our older relatives. He would then yell at me, then we would start to say stupid things to each other. But no matter how he wanted me to be out of the house, I know I will always be an annoying shadow next to him.

I have listened to Sibling Rivalry on Podcast. Sibling rivalry is happening everywhere; it even happens right in my own house right now. Sometimes, I would have this silly thought to myself, "Is mom liking my little brother more than me? Am I more important than him? Why is everything my fault, but not him?" I know my parents love both of us equally, but my brother is the only one to get special treatment from my parents. Anyway, my responsibility is to be a leader- who takes my job as a sister seriously- and my brother will be the one to look up at me and follow my every step.

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