True story

It was Saturday that afternoon, it was up to me and my brother, Junius, to babysit a 10 year old boy name, Brian. Brian was crying and complaining why I didn't carry him anymore. So, I had no choice but to carry him on my lap, I was wearing black shorts with rip leggings. Brian seem to notice my scars on my legs, Brian started poking them and looked at me in my eyes. "Whisper," Brian said, "I know how those go there." I looked at Brian and asked him, "how did they get there?" Brian continue to poke my scars and answer. "My sister has these, she says mean people put them on you if they don't like you." Brian continued "my sister use to smile, laugh, and, play with me. Now, she just spend days locked in her room, frowns, and doesn't hug or smile at me anymore. I don't know what I did, and I love her." I cried, my tears came running down and I tried to hide my face. Junius was just looking at me crying too! "Whisper, my sister went on vacation because she didn't like it here!" Brian cried, when he said his sister was on vacation I knew that was the mental hospital. "Please! Please don't go on vacation too, Whisper! Please! I'll love you too, like any man couldn't!" I didn't stop crying. My heart ache, my eyes stinged, and I was weak. I whisper through my heart saying to, Brian. "I Love You Too.."

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ohhh,dear. That was really emotional..and there's nothing else better in the world than when a kid says to u those things and makes u feel better, makes u think what u lost, what u r going to lose if u choose to go in a wrong way. I can relate to this..this happened to me.
But, u dear..don't forget to be strong and u have to say to urself to be patience because life goes on.

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[Jerryyoung1z]

This is a very touching story. Really good. Thanks for sharing.