My Brother Being Like Me
I turned my life into crap when I was only fifteen. I’ve already done so many bad things. I cuss like a trucker and I’m stubborn. I have a bad personality. I’m just a horrible person. I feel sad for my mom, because she has to deal with me.
But when I see what my brother is turning into, I feel even more sad. I don’t want him to do what I did. I want him to be a better person then me. But he’s just like me—just as clever with comebacks, and he doesn’t listen to what people say. I hate knowing that one day he will end up doing the same things I do.