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I want to write this to free others to tell their stories and to encourage them that they are not...
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Author's note: I want to write this to free others to tell their stories and to encourage them that they are not on this earth alone and destitute. No matter what hand you are dealt in this life you can make it if you really want. Even when you feel you have failed or feel like you are stuck in one place, useless, alone, untalented, unqualified for success, undeserving of love or any other label you can slap on yourself you are nothing short of perfectly designed. Each and every person has a story to share and if we all shared ours we would break down the walls that isolate us in our pain and see that maybe this world was created to be more then a holding cell imprisoning us into a life of meaninglessness.
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Brothers
Jess
Jess Scaggs
He is living in a home for delinquent or crazy boys
His favorite game's Monopoly
His father was married to our mutual mother
His eyes are blue and his hair a sand like color
He is 6'3 and currently about 16
He wears glasses to correct his naturally crossed eyes
Someday He will come live with us but not right now
John
His hair is dark
He is Rachael's full brother
He is my half
John Poss
He is older then Rach maybe a year and a half or two
He is our brother but is going to be raised by others
We only get to see him today
We walk down the street
He stands with a lady
We give him a hug our mother nearby
His warm brown eyes are cast on the ground
I concluded that he is taller then we are just as it's time to leave
I ask why John can't stay with us
My little heart aches for the playmate I barley knew
My mother responds by telling me he simply must go
Inquisitive as I am I ask another source
I asks dad
He tells me John fears to be around men
I look up at him utterly confused
He responds by telling me the exact details of my brothers abuse
My shoulders dropped with the swelling sadness of things I was to young to have understood
My mother's male friend's actions have taken away my brothers innocence
That man's filthy ways cost my brother a space in our home
But his presence, is remembered, his named recorded and his picture in the frame forever
Teen Ink
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