Monday, January 10, 2011

We werent' a family.

We were six people in a fifth wheel who managed to get along.

Then we were four kids sharing one bedroom, trying not to get caught in the crossfire of the two adults.

We slept in hallways, living rooms, shared bedrooms, and chores, but as time passed each of us declared war on one another.

You can't go through a war and not come out scarred.

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1 comment:

JouJou Loves You said...

I wanted to comment on this the other day but for some reason it wouldn't let me.

I think this might be my favorite thing you have ever written.

Raw, exposed, naked.