My Brother's Best Friend

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As we visited regularly and every one found out about every thing. One thing that bothered me was poor Ella knew nothing. Our parents came to the US to see us and Ella. We all knew she didn't show any sign of getting better. I was depressed and resorted back to cutting my self and drugs. I hid my scars and the drugs so no one would say anything. I knew better, I said I would be strong but I couldn't think of any other thing. I would act moody and didn't like Michael to touch me. It was rare for us to have sex any more. I didn't like letting him see me naked. The more we visited the worse thing got. Ella was five months and in the hospital with cancer. Why her, why not me? Why such a little baby? Was in my head all day every day. I didn't talk, eat, or sleep. I acted strong for Mia and Michael. He didn't like leaving town and he wrote depressing songs, when we visited her she was always sleeping.

Hey so this was short but I wanted to do a more serious chapter and give an idea of how things were, love u guys xoxo