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Mother.
The one you look towards for guidance. The one who comforts you when you're afraid. The one who protects you from pain. The one who gives you hugs and kisses and says that you mean the world to her.
Father.
He who teaches you how to ride a bike. He who gives you a pat on the shoulder when you've accomplished something great. He who lets you borrow his car. He who you look up to and hold in the highest respect.
Brother.
The child who bothers you to come play with him. The child who annoys you to no end. The child who looks so sweet and innocent but has a devil inside. The child who loves you unconditionally.
That is what a family should be.
We are no longer the ideal family. We are no longer immune to the hardships of life. We are no longer together as we should be.
My father. The man who is supposed to protect you, keep you safe, keep you out of trouble. Failure. Disappointment. Abandoner
My mother. The woman who raises you, teaches you morals, does anything for you. Drunk. Unconscious. Locked up.
My brother. The kid who has a smart mouth, who you tease, who you're proud of. Young. Innocent. Gone.
Dad worked. Mom stayed home. Brother and I went to school.
Dad lost his job. Mid-life crisis. Money was tight.
Mom started drinking. Too much. Couldn't handle it. Money even tighter.
Brother went to school. Not happy. No friends. Money still tight.
I went to school. Couldn't concentrate. Got a job. Money not so tight.
Dad walked out. Left without a word. Never saw him again.
Mom a drunk. Didn't do anything. Moved to small apartment.
Brother still in school. Depressed kid. Never smiled.
I dropped out. Worked full time. Not enough. Needed more.
One night. Brother awakened by Mom. Too small. Couldn't fight her. Took him for a drive. Drove drunk. Car hit passenger side. No chance. Brother gone forever.
Mom okay. Spent time in jail. Serves her right.
I was depressed. Family broken. Needed money. Stole from job. Busted.
Jail or camp. Camp. Twenty-four months. Dig holes. Build character.
Mother locked up. Father gone. Brother dead. Digging holes all day.
My family shattered.
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