Alone...

Alone...

I discovered a photograph in my wallet, it was shoved in there with a few other things from years ago. I was about 13 or so, my brother and sister (both older than me) were in the front.  It was taken in one of those photo booths at the mall. They had their heads together and in the opening between their neck and shoulders you could see my chin and mouth. I remember that moment. My mouth had a smile. But I remember their heads coming in front of mine. Forgotten I was there. The little sister.... It bothered me then but I had gotten used to it.  They aged earlier than I did, so I lost my playmates early, they hung on tight together. I used to beg them to play with me, do things with me, but they wouldn't. I had always wished the roles would switch because I would always play with my little siblings, I'd take care of them because I know how important it was. But we're not kids anymore and once I got older, they noticed me because they had too, but that same distance is between us. I'm still the one standing alone. It's what I've become used to and it's what they still do not understand. But what I've learned is how important one person can be, I didn't have friends then either so siblings was all I had. I didn't get that after while either. One day I will have a family of my own, and if I have children which I most likely will, that is one of the major lessons I will teach them. To have empathy, kindness, compassion, understanding for their siblings and anyone else that comes in their path. As the last thing I want them to feel is this...alone.

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I wish you could see me. Feel me. It hurts so much hearing your voice as everytime I hear it...I'm just not important to you.

How do you get help when no one is willing to give it to you?

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Sculpture/Installation by Tom Fruin.

All I keep thinking is I hope I can fix this. I didn't mean to screw it up. I hope you don't give up on me just yet.

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