hey its brooke wat is up!!! back from work. i miss my brother. I was thinking about how he was when I met him.
one of the first conversations we had was when I saw him steal something. we just got our allowances then he bought this chips & soda. he ran out of money. he needed some batteries. he stole them.
"Duncan. Don't. I'll pay for them." I said in my 11 year old voice
"NO. It wouldn't be the same, plus that would take away your money." he said in his 14 year old voice
"Um, Duncan. Your the only one in our family who's a criminal?" I asked
"Yeah. Why?"
"Don't you ever feel alone?"
He stopped and looked at me.
"Why do you want to know?" he asked. he started to scare me.
"N-No reason. I was just curious. I mean, I feel a little alone cause I don't want to be a cop. Don't you?"
"listen don't worry about me. Just go home." he replied
"Um, OK."
"Hey Brooke?"
"Yes Duncan?"
"Thanks."
That was the first real conversation we had.
Well, I have to go. Job.
STAY JUVENILE!!!