My brother, my idol, my Adam.

[Markme]

My brother, my idol, my Adam
We all get in the car, shut the doors and start to reverse out of the drive way. I was three years old and far too young to understand what was going on. I ask my mum what we are doing; she tells me that we are going for a drive. We drive for what seams like forever… but what was in actual fact from our house to the airport. I still didn’t understand why we were going there and why all my brothers possessions were all packed up and the glum look on his face. I took delight in watching the trucks as a car is always a boy’s favorite thing.
We arrived at the old Brisbane airport it was packed, totally full of people. My brother dragged me over the few pinball machines and the street fighter arcade game and put some money in for me and then him. We played together, he was far too good for me, he toyed with me as I tried to beat him... but the extra 11 years of age he had on me was spent playing these machines. For as far back as I remember my brother had always been there for me, he gave me money when I wanted to buy a lollipop and he took me on what seamed huge adventures with him.
But now over a speaker I hear a loud voice, “final boarding call for Brisbane to Christchurch”. This didn’t mean a lot to me as I didn’t even know where Christchurch was or that we were in Brisbane. Then all of a sudden my brother is picking up his bags and telling me to come with him, we started walking out to this plane, I thought it was amazing…. I mean I had probably never seen a plane before, but then when I realized that my brother was getting on it, I felt overwhelmed. My world was falling apart, my brother, my idol, my Adam.
He hugged me good bye and did the rude finger to my mum as he got onto this small plane. Because it wasn’t till years later that I found out my mum forced him to move to New Zealand to live with his father, because she was sick of him and his attitude
I cried for 6 months every day at 3pm when my brother used to come home from school, it drove my mum insane because she knew how much she had destroyed me. I guess things don’t really change over the years. I still miss him... my brother, my idol, my Adam

just a little something i wrote about my brother, my perspective from when i was young

[!-nessica-!]

that made my eyes water a little..

[sarah2]

That's really powerful Markme. Have you contacted your brother since?

[Broken_mind]

aww that actaully made me cry babes :( xxx

[Markme]

Originally Posted by sarah2
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That's really powerful Markme. Have you contacted your brother since?

Yea i speak to him every few months over the internet via voice chat, but i see him once every few years, it not so often.

Originally Posted by Broken_mind
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aww that actaully made me cry babes :( xxx

Yea it made me quite sad writing it, it was part of an assignment i had to do and it said you had to bring out emotion in the reader.. so i did.

[CyberPhoenix Kay?]

Very nice, i have no doubt your brother would feel quite special if he read it.

[stigma]

I can never put my thoughts into words (I hate that), but the story touched me. Thats the only way I can put it I guess.

[Markme]

thank you stigma, it was a hard piece to write, i found it hard to express the words and write them.