English 9A: Growing Up: Family Narrative
Do you have a favorite superhero? Like Superman? Batman? Maybe even The Hulk? Mine happens to be my 22 year old brother, Noah. We're not actually blood related, but he's adopted me as his sister, I also look at him like he's my brother. He's not a normal superhero though; with the cape and powers, he wears an army uniform and fights for our freedom.
I remember the day he got the phone call like it was yesterday. I was lying on the floor when my brother, Noah, came over to see my mom and I. I had just made a bowl of Apple Jacks and was eating them when he got a phone call. All you could hear was him saying, "Yes, sir," "okay," and then an excited, "sounds good!" When he got off the phone, he told us that he was being asked to deploy with the 201st to Afghanistan. I didn't know what to do, so I just got up, ran to my room, and cried. I was 14 years old at the time and had never dealt with this before. After he left, my mom came to talk to me in my room and I couldn't stop crying. I didn't want him to leave. My mom told me that he wanted to go, and there was nothing I could say or do. It was his choice. So, I just decided to spend as much time with him as I could.
Time went by and we hung out as much as we could, but before he went, we celebrated his 21st birthday. It was an awesome night with cake, family, and video games. We played the Wii like we always did; Just Dance was Noah and I’s game. We had played all the songs on the game already, but we were always so competitive with each other. By the end of the night, everybody had laughed, played, even cried because he was leaving. Except me. I don't like showing my feelings in front of my brother, so I never cry in front of him. I had laughed and played, but I wouldn't cry in front of him. After we had all said our goodbyes, I went into my room and listened to the song "Just A Dream" by Carrie Underwood over and over again. I was in tears by the 4th time of...