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Current mood:	cranky
Current music:	"Carry On My Wayward Son"

Prompt 2 - Family
Prompt 2 - Family

My family definitely ain’t what you would call “normal.” Just ask my brother if you have any doubts about that. Nowhere close to a TV sitcom family, but it was always enough for me. I missed my mom, yeah, but I had my dad and Sammy and that was all I needed.

I did my best to hold us together and to take care of Sam, but like everything else in my life, it didn't really work out the way I had hoped. Early on it wasn’t too bad, but that didn’t last long. Sam and my dad were too much alike, too stubborn, and could never allow themselves to see the other’s side of things. I was always monkey in the middle, trying to break up fights and keep the peace.

Sam left for greener pastures without so much as a “see ya later” and it was just me, the old man, and whatever hunt filled our hours. A part of me hated Sam for leaving, part of me was happy he would be safe, and another part was just relieved that all the damn fighting would stop.

Since then it’s been like a revolving door of family. Sam leaves, and then comes back. Dad leaves, then comes back, and then leaves again.

Sometimes I think it’s best if I stick with my car and leave it at that.

But I’m a big brother, so that’s never going to happen.

And this is getting way too touchy/feely for my liking. I better take off before I start singing "amazing grace" and letting the tears roll. Talk about evil.





[cross posted to voicesinmyhead; open for comments or RP]