I'm closer to my older brothers than my younger sisters. When I'm stressed out or need someone to talk to, Kyle is my favorite medicine. He always listens and gives me helpful advice.
Carlos is the person I go to if I want to go have fun or go somewhere with (plus he has an amazing sense of style). He can raise my spirits higher than anyone else, and he always knows how to make me smile.
Kyle, is a blonde kid -- well a blonde adult -- with blue eyes, short hair, and he wears a Hawaiian necklace that's practically apart of him.
I love him so much. I would definitely take a bullet for him. He is the most amazing person to ask for help when I just need someone to talk to. Kyle can get me through anything.
Carlos, Kyle's older twin by 24 minutes, is short-ish, with a hairstyle longer Kyle's, and has a tattoo of the name he and our father share across his arm.
He is the person I go to if I want to go hiking, boating, or go-kart racing. He takes me anywhere I want to go. And he seems to know just where to take me everytime, even if I don't. His fun, care-free personality can make me happy even when I'm down.
If I ever lost him -- or Kyle for that matter -- it would be like losing my dad all over again. Kyle and Carlos act like the dad I don't have, and that is a true brother.
Without those two, I don't think I could survive what I'm going through right now.
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A Deadly Mystery
Short StoryI can't escape it. It's everywhere, like a shadow looming over me. A shadow that's already engulfed my friends, and I await it. Yet death won't come to me. It came to everyone I loved, it came to everyone who tried to find out what happened to her...
