It’s funny because when my sister talks about the time you went crazy in 2009, she says it like it put us through a lot cause even though you did go bats*** and it was meant to put us through a lot, I think it just put her through a lot.

Even though you called me a w**** when I was walking down the stairs once. For nothing I was just going to class I don’t even know. I don’t have these images in my head as often as her - images of you rebelliously opening and closing the bedroom door; Over and over again, trying to break the door trying to cause chaos -

trying to get a reaction out of him.

By Ramadhan of that year, he had already installed a sliding glass door in the living room, making a little compartment. Then he got a TV in there too.
That’s when I knew it was over for good.

But then a year and a half later, you guys had a thing when he was in the hospital. It was over when the doctor told you he caught an STD.

Everything was so sad back when I was eleven but I think it's funny to me now