Charlie
My sister tells me she watched our mom cry when I came out as gay to which I reply that I watched our mom cry when she ran away, stole the car, and got mom arrested.
My sister tells me she watched our mom cry when I came out as gay to which I reply that I watched our mom cry when she ran away, stole the car, and got mom arrested.
I braced myself, stoic and still as stone, as they wheeled your body into the room, and I didn't break down until I realized your long hair was still wet from the last shower you took.
It's been seven years since she was adopted and I just now realized that my little sister has never called me by my given name, only the Chinese word for "older brother."
I took down all the pictures of her when she was just a little girl because I can no long bear comparing them to what she has become.
I told my mom the smell was from burning the leaves in the yard and she believed me until my sister came home stoned two weeks later.
The feelings of resentment started when my younger sister got her 10-speed bike at the same time that I did.
I stood there, dazed, when my mother told me my 14-year-old sister looked like a whore with the makeup she wore.
I reckon I was about eight, but I completely recall my sister throwing her nail scissors directly into the back of my knee.