ok so living in a house with two older brother who were nothing but perfect has made me feel that i need to be prefect. my brother did drugs and drank and were brought home by the cops almost every night and it made my family tare apart. they screamed and argued almose everynight and i would cry myself alseep beecause i just wanted it all to go away and for the yelling to stop. I barly got to hang out with my parents because they were alway's in the court office or they were to tired and so i we never did anything very offten. i sometimes didn't have a birthday party because my parents were alway's dealing with my brothers or they were too tired to have one. it made me mad alot. My parents always told me that i was their only hope that i was what keept my mom from going crazying and killing herself. i guess that put alot of pressure on me to never be like my brother and to be good all the time and never do anything wrong. they loved that i was in sport and don't get my wrong i loved it to. i guess i had alot on me to be good and not mess up and now i feel horrible if i do even if i do something like stay out a lil past when i was suppose to be home it makes me feel horrible so i guess i just feel like i missed out on being a kid on breaking rules and messing up. i never really did. my parents alwya's told me that they got two bad kids and one good one. that i was there reward for having to deal with my brothers.