My Brothers and Me

I have memories. I have many memories. The most memorable event in my life is when I was younger my brothers and I were really close. So every night when it was time for us to go to bed we used to pretend we were asleep. Once my mother or step father would leave the room we used to get up in the middle of the night and talk for hours about our day, what we hated, or what we liked, who we saw chilling on the block, which person was going out with who, or just talk about my mom and her annoying self. It was really interesting and fun because we were always on alert to hear if my mom was coming to check up on us. We would hear her sandals coming from the living room or smell her nasty cigarettes and once we knew she was close to the door we would be very quiet. Shed come in or most of the time she would peek in through the crack of the door. We used to be very scared but at the same we tried to hold in the laughter. Then when she would leave, we’d open our eyes and then break the silence with laughter .my brothers and I use to have a lot of fun with each other until we moved out from our old block which was 58thstreet, and every thing started going down south. My older brother Ricardo moved out with his girl friend because of the fact he had problems with my mom and her rules. Then it came down to me and my little brother Steven. We weren’t that close because he was hitting puberty and he wanted to do things on his own like guys things go to parties, dealing with girls and all that other stuff . Hanging out with me was kind of awkward for him since I am his big sister whatcould he possibly say to me and when we did speak it was brief .the kind of brief conversation anyone would have hi. Bye. And where’s mom and that’s all that was said through out the whole day. Day by day we were going our separate ways with out noticing well I was noticing but never said anything about it .my little brother ended up getting a girl pregnant and moving out of the house at age 15 .I m 18 now and still live at home with my mom sometimes my brothers would visit and when they would we would look back at the fun days we had together and sit there and laugh about it over dinner and catch up with each other on things.