Fun

Today I danced with my brother. We have this event coming up at school where we are going to show our Mexican tradition. We are practicing. I love dancing, but my brothers recently started learning how to, and I’ve been helping them. But today I learned a new style myself that I’ve been trying to do. I was busy texting my friends when my brother kept asking me to teach him, and so I did, and then we started to learn something else, and we both got it. We were having our own little party, being loud and screaming. It was one of many good memories with my brother. It gave me hope that, in time, I can be okay and can learn to start being okay. I had been tired because after school I stayed for dance practice, and when I got home, I took my brothers to get their hair cut. When I got back, I ate and cleaned the house, and then I was chilling until my brother came to me. Yes, we were tired and sweaty, but this is the best thing that I have done so far that I think might help me become better, and I thank my brother for it. I just love him so much.