Its not so easy seeing your brother sign up for the United states Army. Anthony Magin is a 19 year old Dare devil. My brother is my life and I wouldn’t know what to do without him. He’s been there for me through everything and i’ve been there for him through mostly everything. I’m not sure that my brother know how much he means to me. No matter how many times i’ve told him “Tony i love you so much” or “Thank you for always being there for me” I’m not sure he understands that he is really my only support with everything going on right now. With my parents currently getting divorce and me going in and out of mental Hospitals and also me Struggling in school. He’s always there for me. When I go to him and talk to him about things he always said two things “Everything is going to be just fine Emleigh” or “Remember that everything happens for a reason” and whenever something horrible is happening i just close my eyes and image him saying those two little sayings to me and weirdly everything seems to be just fine when i open my eyes up. When my brother told me he was enlisting into the United States Army. There was only one thing I could think and that was ” Oh my gosh, My brother is going to die. I cant loose my brother” After he told me he was enlisting i tried my hardest not to cry because that my brother, my best friend, my everything is leaving me to go defend our country. I’m so proud of him that he wants to risk his life to defend our country. As time goes on, He got His ship date and what he was going to do in the Army. His ship date was October 21st and he was going to be a Ranger rigger or 92 Romeo as the Army calls it. And honestly when i heard that he wasn’t gonna do a combat job I was so relieved. Well as time goes by it turned to the worst day of my life October 21st. I didn’t go to school that day because he was leaving for the army and i couldn’t miss that. So we dropped him off at MEPS. And from the minute I woke up I started crying. I cried the whole time we were in the car driving to MEPS. As we arrive to MEPS I gave him a hug told him that I loved him and then got back in the car and cried my eyes out. As we drove home i cried some more. Wondering if there was anything i could’ve said to make him stay but i realized that this was his dream was and nothing was going to stop him. Well three days go by and I was on Facebook and I saw that my brother was on Facebook so i quickly messaged him asking if “he was okay and where he was” And he replied that he was at home. At first I thought he was messing around and I replied “Very funny” He quickly replied saying “Come home” I hurried up and got in the car and went home. And I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was my brother sitting on our living room couch. I was so happy to see him but it looked like he was very upset and i quicKly asked him what he was doing home? He replied saying “He couldn’t ship to North Carolina because of some stupid charges he got when he was 16. I felt really bad considering that all my brother wanted to do in life is sever our country. He also said that he could try and enlist again in about a year or two. I was so very happy my brother was home but also i felt very bad for him because he didn’t get to ship to North Carolina He’s been doing good ever since then. He has a good job, throws parties on the weekend, he’s just living an everyday life of a 19 year old boy. I love My brother so much and he’s so strong and i guess you could say i get to spend more time with him before he has to leave again.
“Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.”
To be honest, I don’t really have a say on this quote. Im not sure if i understand it that well. I know i’m suppose to write a huge paragraph on how i feel about this quote. But honestly, I’m brain dead right now and I cant think of what i think of this quote.
Funny how easily
my body slides
back into the
anticipation of you.
I didn’t miss it.
And I don’t like it.
Yet I won’t ignore it
and pretend it doesn’t
mean something, too.
But it doesn’t change
the fact that I have
better things to do.
It’s true, quite often, that you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone. And then sometimes, you’re acutely aware. And you don’t mind so much when the flip side comes. This is one of those times.
One thing that really upsets me is when people think that being a boy is harder than being a girl. Yes, we all have are opinions but being a girl is so much harder than being a boy. Girls have periods, and they go through a lot of pain. and boys don’t think that being on your period is painful. It really is, your back hurts and your boobs. You get acne, and you get fat and you get moody and so much more. Girls get judge way more than guys do. Im not saying being a guy is easy, i wouldn’t know what its like to be a guy. I’m sure that guys have it ruff sometimes. But girls have it ruff all the damn time. We constantly get judged on everything we do. We make out with a guy at a party and we get called a whore and easy. We wear short shorts and a crop top and we get called easy and slutty. If we aren’t skinny then nobody wants us. If we don’t have big boobs and butt then nobody wants us. It ridiculous, Every once in awhile you can find a guy who likes you for you and not your body. Being a teenage girl, Is a very difficult task.
What i know is that my brother and I have a close relationship. We tell each other everything and i mean everything. I know his deepest secrets and he knows mine. My brother and I grew up hating each other and my mom would always say “you guys will need each other one day” and she was right. I wouldn’t know what to do without my brother. He’s not just my bigger brother but he’s my best friend. He’s been there for me through everything and i’ve been there for him through everything too. Ever since my parents got divorced my brother has been very supportive and been there for me, I really wouldn’t know what to do with out my brother.