#vent6

Fast forward a while, she got pregnant with my sister and they got married a few months maybe before she was born . I was livid. He had two kids before with other women and they were in the wedding. My step sister and I were flower girls and my step brother was the ring bearer. It wasn’t a big wedding . Just our families all in our house . I liked his kids. I liked his nieces and nephews. They were nice and funny and outgoing. But there were two cousins. I was infatuated. I thought they were handsome and just great. I was about 9. In the second grade . I’m not really sure but I feel like that’s what it was .

When my brother was born, I felt like I'd be alone again because nobody paid attention to me. I wanted him to go away. It killed me. I hated him. But the less attention I got, the more I learned. I learned how to get attention from the wrong people unfortunately but I learned it. The hate wore away after a while but I didn't forget what I learned .