Growing up
My borther was so mean to me growing up. I remember how one time he hit me in the head with our front door. It hurt a lot because it was a heavy metal door. After that its been on sight with him. Dont get m wrong ,I would get to the ends of the earth for my sibilings but we are very much at war with eachother.
One thing I vidily remember is that I would always be at my grandma's house I loved evrything over at her house. And she cooks so good like she could pick up the most rancid thing on this earht cook it and i would still eat. im that confident in my grandmothers cooking.Shes so sweet too, but one time mom told me a story about how my grandma pushed a grown man through a whole chair because he was talking crazy to his mom. After that I was scared to do anything wonr in fornt of her becuase it would be my last day on earth if I was pushed throught a chair. that's too embarrasing like excuse me? Worst part was it was at his birthday party so all oh his homeboys were there and SAW him get pushed by a grandma. I would be so embarrased i would just disinegrate right then and there.