Today would be my brother’s 33rd birthday, if he were still alive. He died almost 11 years ago. I’m not going into details, but it was sad. I was only 13 at the time. He pestered me a lot. I don’t want to focus on bad things here, but honestly, there really aren’t many good. He was 8 years older than me and his teens years wasn’t in the house much. Though I do remember going to the movies one time, just me and him. We saw Liar Liar. One time, we were standing on the driveway, him right next to me, and I felt something wet hit my neck. It was on the side he was standing on, so I thought he spit on me. I put my hand on my neck and yelled “Why’d you spit on me?” Then I removed my hand from my neck and saw that he had not spit on me, but a bird had pooped on me. When I was little and we actually had MtV, I remember one time he had some friends over and we were all standing in a semi-circle around the tv head banging to the videos.
I forgot to mention, last Thursday would have been my dad’s 63rd birthday. He died in 2008, on my other brother’s birthday. Not too many happy memories there either. Since my brother died, all my dad did was yell at me. Really the only thing I can think of was going to Chinese Buffet with him. We went a lot! Also in elementary, every time I had half a day of school, we would go to Pizza Hut for the buffet. Also a lot of times go to either McDonald’s or the Donut Shop before school.