Middle YearsAuthor: Taylor Schram
I was 6 when my oldest cousin started staying at my house and living with us. Hes practically my brother and he always treated me like his little sister and i really love him for that hes really cool. His name is Michael his football name is Meatball and i always called him that when i was little. His best friend Ben always treated me like his little sister and his football name is Homer. Mike is 23 and so is Ben. Ben was gonna take Mike out to play paintball but i couldnt go because it was with a bunch of people that we dont know so Ben called me and i ran and jumped in his arms and he told me that he would make sure he brings Mike back because i always worried about him. When i was 7 I started going over to my other brothers house and their names are Richard and Timothy but i always called Richard Dick, Pork, and Porky. I called Timothy Tim or Timmy. They always treated me like their sister to and Tim, Pork, Mike, and Ben are really close to me and i love them alot. Ben and Mike i obviously known my whole life but Tim and Pork arent really related to me their just friend with my family but my mom always known their mom for a long time. So i known them my whole life to. When i was 8 my two dogs were fighting becasue my one dog was in heat and my mom told me that whenever they start fighting then i need to go in my room and i was in my moms room and they were fighting in the middle of the hallway so i couldnt get in my room so i just jumped over them and i was fine. When i looked at my carpet i saw blood and i seen it running from my knee and i freaked out it was weird because i didnt even feel it. i ran to my mom and told her and she called my dad and he was working with Mike and he was on the stilts close to the stairs and my dad told my mom that he would be on his way and he told my brother to hurry up and we got to go and he told him why and Mike was freaking out and almost fell down the stairs. When they got home Mike jumped out of the truck and ran inside and saw me crying and he was soo worried him and my mom took me to the hospital and they had to stitch my knee up. I told the Doctor that i hated him straight to his face and my brother was right there holding my hand hes been there for me no matter what. When i was 9 it was a rainy day and my Uncle and Aunt had a trampoline and my cousin and I went outside and were jumping on it and we jumped off because we had to go in and take a shower because we were all muddy from the Dirt bikes and Four wheelers. my shoe got stuck in the spring and i fell smashed my arm on the metal and started crying after a week or so i went to the doctors and it was broken even though i could move it. When i was 10 my bird died and i was so sad she was like my best friend that i could keep for a long time and i was having really bad nightmares after that. i stayed at my aunt and uncles so i didnt have to Watch my mom burry it.
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