Every hero has one that they look up too and believe in, but they also had someone who believed in them. My hero was my older brother Micheal.
From the time we were younger he would pretend to go on adventures with me and encourage me to do things, but every time we did mother would scold me and tell me to be more like a lady, that never stopped us from messing around.
As we got older and the war started he went off and joined the army only to come home for my engagement party. While he was there he told me that I was meant for a lot more and the man I was with wasn't the right one for me. He said I wasn't meant to just sit behind a desk and serve but to go out and live the life of adventure I had craved since we were kids. At the time I told him off before walking away only to learn a few days later he had been killed. Not soon after I cancled my engagement and joined the S.S.E. like he wanted me too. Later on I met Steve and we'll you guys know the rest.
But after years I'm happy to say my brother is back and I so hope you'll be nice and welcome him with arms because without him I wouldn't be who I am today.
