My older brother was a bit of a softy. I have no memories of him deliberately hurting me, and he rarely if ever teased or taunted me.
He once left me out of a rock sale that he was having with his friends. I was only five at the time, but I still remember how sad and excluded I felt. To this day, if I bring up that incident, my brother will become misty-eyed and apologetic. That’s how sweet he is to me.
My older brother was a bit of a softy. I have no memories of him deliberately hurting me, and he rarely if ever teased or taunted me.
He once left me out of a rock sale that he was having with his friends. I was only five at the time, but I still remember how sad and excluded I felt. To this day, if I bring up that incident, my brother will become misty-eyed and apologetic. That’s how sweet he is to me.