Brothers That Care

Gabby - Birmingham, Alabama
Entered on March 4, 2009
Age Group: Under 18
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I believe that all brothers can love and comfort their younger brothers or sisters, even my older brother, Andrew. He would always tease me and yell at me, but deep down he really cared for me. He showed me this when I was twelve.

I was at school. Some kids were over on the swing sets, and I was hanging out with my friends. I told them to go on without me. I walked over to them and this boy who was in our class walked up to me and started acting like he liked me. After we talked, he walked back to his friends and told them that it worked and that I had fallen for it. I ran back to my friends and told them everything. I told them how I was hurt and that I couldn’t believe that boys could be so awful. The teachers found out and told my parents what had happened. I got home and was asked if I wanted to talk. I said no. My parents said that it was okay. I walked to my room and thought about it.

My brother had just gotten home from Tuscaloosa, so my parents asked him to talk to me and told him what happened. He walked into my room and asked what happened. I said nothing. Then the truth came out. I told him how it hurt and how lonely I had felt at the time. I told him that I couldn’t believe that the boys could have bet on me like that, but what hurt the most was that my cousin had been involved too. When he heard this, my brother hugged me and told me that it would be okay.

My brother said, “If ANYONE or anybody does something to you, call me and I’ll take care of them.” At the very moment he said those words, I realized that my brother loved me and cared for my well-being. I hugged him, and then he left. I felt loved, and I thanked God that I had an older brother who cared for me.

Now I can depend on my older brother to make things okay. He always does stuff for me and still cares for me. Even though he makes fun of me, I still know he loves me and always will. That is why I believe my brother loves and cares for me. All brothers love their younger siblings, even though they don’t always show it. My brother’s words really made me feel loved and cared for. That is why I believe.