Who's the first person you remember? -week 7

       I’m not one of the lucky ones that has all there memories sitting in order somewhere just waiting to be looked at, mine are scattered everywhere. But the person I remember best is my older brother Travis we are 22 months apart. He has always been my best friend; I would do anything he asked without question. When I got older I would question it but most of the time I would do it anyway.  Over the years I have learned to be quick witted and can easily create a cover story that no one would argue with. Some would say that this isn’t something healthy to teach a younger sister, but its part of who I am and I’m proud to have been handed that torch.  

      Travis and I look a lot alike we both have rounds faces, bright eyes and very infectious laughs. I think he has had a chip on his should all his life, if it’s real or only in my imagination I think it has made him work hard and better than anyone else. He has always been the unlucky one; if something could go wrong it would. He always made the best of it. Travis is a wonderful mixture of kindness and deviance. Please don’t get me wrong Travis is my favorite person but he isn’t my role model. I believe to truly love someone you have love who they are not what you wish they were.