Doodle was a crazy brother to say the least. He was seven years younger then me and quite embarassing.
One say I saw my parents making a coffin for doodle, so I told him that he was going to die. Ever since that day Doodle would say, "Please don't leave me brother."
At one point Doodle was completely unable to walk, so we made him a wagon. I hated this, because in my family's eyes Doodle had to go everywhere with me.
By the time I was thirteen and Doodle was six I was so embarassed by the fact I was the brother of the kid that can't walk I decided to teach Doodle at a field. He could do it, so I taught him how to run and swim as well
One day a Scarlet Ibis died in the yard before we went to practice and Doodle wanted to bury it. He did and we went to practice.
At that practice it started to look like it was going to storm so we started to walk home. Then I got faster and faster until I was running. Then at the end of the field Doodle was next to a fallen tree. I went to him and saw he wasn' just crouched down. I lost my brother... I sat there and cried nest to him for the rest of the day.
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