That's pretty easy. It's my brother. For as long as I can remember, he stepped up and played and took care of me when my mom and dad worked. My dad was gone for two weeks driving truck, then came home for two days, then left again. My mom worked for about 8-10 hours, maybe even twelve, then come home tired, so my brother stepped up at the age of thirteen and took care of me. He fed me, played video games with me, and even when he had his friends over, he let me hang out with them because he loved me so much. He takes on so much and stays so calm. I look up to him so much, and even though he's married and lives in Texas, he'll drop everything if it's me. When I dislocated my knee, he drove from Texas to my house just to see how I was doing. He can do anything. That's why my bubba is the strongest person I know. Make sure to leave your comments. Well, see ya!!!!!!
Q and A
By GreystoneGal
Just a thing where you ask a question and I answer truthfully. I have to answer truthfully. More