I never had a sister... [MTM Feb]
Jan. 26th, 2008 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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I never had a brother or a sister. For all my life, it's always just been mom and me. Not that I could complain. Hell, mom spoiled me rotten since I was able to smile. As long as I got good grades, never picked a fight, and pretended that I didn't know all those bad words that my friends knew I knew all too well, I could pretty much have whatever I wanted.
Except a sibling. I don't know what it was, but mom never got married. And because of that she never got to have another kid.
I remember asking her about that once. This kid I went to school with, Ryan, told me that since I didn't have a dad, that I was a bastard child. I was ten at that time, so I kicked his fat ass on the schoolyard. Mom wasn't all that happy about it when the principal called, and I told her why I did it.
She took me into her arms and told me that she didn't need anyone else but me. I was her little man, and she wouldn't be able to love anyone else like she did me.
I never asked again after that, but I always wondered what it would be like to have a little brother or sister. Would I have hated them and teased them senseless? Would I have been a good brother and protected them from bullies? I could have had someone to beat at video games, or use as an excuse to still go to play in kid playrooms long after I became too old for that on my own.
I'd like to think I would have been a good brother. And now, well, I guess I'll never know.
I never had a brother or a sister. For all my life, it's always just been mom and me. Not that I could complain. Hell, mom spoiled me rotten since I was able to smile. As long as I got good grades, never picked a fight, and pretended that I didn't know all those bad words that my friends knew I knew all too well, I could pretty much have whatever I wanted.
Except a sibling. I don't know what it was, but mom never got married. And because of that she never got to have another kid.
I remember asking her about that once. This kid I went to school with, Ryan, told me that since I didn't have a dad, that I was a bastard child. I was ten at that time, so I kicked his fat ass on the schoolyard. Mom wasn't all that happy about it when the principal called, and I told her why I did it.
She took me into her arms and told me that she didn't need anyone else but me. I was her little man, and she wouldn't be able to love anyone else like she did me.
I never asked again after that, but I always wondered what it would be like to have a little brother or sister. Would I have hated them and teased them senseless? Would I have been a good brother and protected them from bullies? I could have had someone to beat at video games, or use as an excuse to still go to play in kid playrooms long after I became too old for that on my own.
I'd like to think I would have been a good brother. And now, well, I guess I'll never know.