The day That Changed My Life
March 5, 1998 seemed just like any other morning in my household. People banging on doors, shouting " can you hurry up in there please?" People asking one another, "are you riding with me or her this morning?" It seemed just like any other day until my brother told me something that would change my life forever. That morning my mom was running around chanting the words "hurry up, hurry up", just as if she were a broken record. Shannon, my sister, was wandering around the house brushing her teeth, as if we never owned a bathroom sink. Then there's Ron, my brother. He was acting as if he just lost his dog. He was moping around the house, which was very unusual. He would generally be the one to run around the house and make a ton of noise, as if he were at some lame rap concert. But this morning was different; he had this look in his eye, a look as if something was disturbing him. As I began to make my way to the door, Ron asked me if I had a second to talk. Of course I said "sure, why not". As I made my way to the kitchen, where Ron was sitting, I started to feel a sense of anxiety come over me. My stomach started to turn and my hands began to sweat over the anticipation of what he was
He snatched my hand and held it tight for about five minutes, which seemed like an eternity. I couldn't believe that my own brother had a disease that could possibly take his life. But we always thought of him as a smart man who knows how to protect himself. But I learned not to think of, if he would die, but if we were going to be able to talk tomorrow night. Ron crying was like a child that had just gotten their first whipping. Even though Ron was ill, we spent a number of nights hanging out just the two of us. But he never stopped doing what he always did, and that was "be Ron. After that day everything in my life was so different. March 5, 1998 is the day that altered my life forever. I never seen him cry, it made me feel as if he would never be the same. His eyes would be yellow and droopy like an old sick puppy. He looked into my eyes and told me that he loved me. My family and I already new Ron was gay, he had liked guys for as far back as I could remember. He said, "if I tell you something will you promise not to stop loving me?" I told him that no-matter what; I will always love him with all of my heart.
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