Blood is thicker than water?

It's amazing what people are capable of doing to each other, especially if it's family. To me, hurting your family is an unforgivable sin and i will never forget what my brother did to our family.

Derrick used to be the type of kid who loved to go outside and ride the four wheelers. I remember the first time he ever took me out on a trail. Derrick was always the type of person that loved soccer and swimming. He lived a good life, and in my eyes he was perfect. He was everything I wanted to be.

Derrick walked out of my life when I was 12. I missed him terribly and it felt as if all the anger I had towards everyone came spilling out like I hit a vain. Two years later, he walked back in. He was there for a moment, and then he was gone. The brother who used to be my bestfriend, has turned into someone I don't even know. Just another stranger.

I remember the first time I saw him smoke. I was devistated, I wanted to scream. He did it. Right in front of my face. I'm his little sister, he's supposed to protect me. I told my dad and he confronted Derrick. Derrick wasn't a particularly angry person. But for some reason, that night, he nearly drank himself to death. I cried. My sister brought him to the hospital. After that, I hated the fact that I still loved him.

I remember back when he always used to like doing things with me. I remember he used to always play outside with me. He would wake me up at 3 in the morning on Christmas Day to go peek at the presents downstairs. But Four wheeling was our favorite thing to do. We did it almost everyday. And now, its gone. Everytime I go out on the trails, i embrace it. I feel the wind on my face. I feel my hair flitter all around me, touching my face ever so lightly. I smell the air. I close my eyes. And i think of my brother.

I will never forget the day he told our father that his girlfriend was pregnant. For a brief moment, I felt happiness overwhelm me. I was going to be 'Aunt Kelsey'. Every day felt like forever as I anticipated the birth of my nephew. And finally, on June 29th of 2009, Jaiden Michael Enright was born. He looked just like his father, which oddly, made me sad. When I first held that tiny baby boy, i looked into his eyes and felt as if everything was going to be okay. And i was happy. About 5 months after his birth, Jaiden was ripped out of my life. And thats when I started feeling hate against my brother.

He was punishing me for something I didn't do. I remember all the bad things I knew he did in the house but I never told on him. I'd take a bullet for him, and he'd turn on my the second he got the chance.

But Derrick is my brother. Full blooded or not, he is my blood. My love for him is unconditional. I just hope he finds the will to change.