Thinking Out Loud

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Like many other people before me, I have a dream. My dream may be similar to others, but to me, it's the one thing that keeps me going everyday, and that is, to make sure my brother has a good life. I do, in fact, have other dreams. I want to be an elementary school teacher, and take care of little kids. However, my younger brother, he is my world.
I cannot help but to say, that my younger siblings and I have been through a lot. For the first sixteen years of my life I have had to endure abuse from my step-dad, and sadly so have my brother and sister. My little brother now suffers from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and every day is a constant battle with him. The littlest of things seem to set him off, and all I really want is for him to be happy again.
There have been so many days where I need to lay down next to him, just so he can go to sleep, and all I really want is to see him get better. One step at a time, he will slowly get back to his carefree life, and I will be right there next to him, holding his hand.

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i wrote this for a scholarship and i decided that i should share it here