As I opened the envelope I began to think about all the things that had lead up to this point. This time 2 years ago we were so happy, both of us, without a care in the world. We would spend as much time as physically possible with each other and I loved you dearly. I still do.Then you went and ruined it all. You tore apart our family and ripped my soul into tiny pieces. What did you expect me to do? Accept what had happened and carry on with life? I would never forget you and I think about you every single moment I'm awake.
For goodness sake, we were family. We were brother and sister; I thought we could tell each other anything. I would tell you who I fancied, who my friends were, all the latest gossip and you knew everything about me there was to know. I thought I knew the same about you. Then you began spending less time with me. This hurt me a lot but I knew you couldn’t hang around with your baby sister forever, so I tried to accept it. I didn’t annoy you when you had friends over, and I tried to stay out of the way but I still seemed to get on your nerves.
It was only when you brought Gemma home that the whole situation got out of hand. You began drinking, taking drugs and staying out late. I knew I would never have the same brother back again and I knew that Gemma was the one who had made you do all this stuff. I hated that girl and she hated me but I never thought she would make you do anything like what you actually did.
