My Brother

Wesley Joel Reyes... My 10 year old brother. This little boy is so smart, he knows a little about everything. My brother is learning a lot in school and I'm very proud of him he's growing up fast. He is in the 5th grade and he's one of the few people in his class that are actually very smart. I love my brother so much with all my heart. I would kill for him, whenever I need him he's there even though he's only 10 he's still my diary. I tell my brother almost everyday. We fight like cat & dog but we still get through the day and we still love each other. There was a day that I thought my brother was going to die on me. When we were at Roger Williams park and my brother was playing with other little kids and I was walking around the park with my mom and my mom's friend, my brother was going on the slide and he slipped and he fell and hit his head on the edge of the stairs and it slid open, the only way I saw him get hurt was because some little kid said "OMG he's bleeding" and I heard my brother crying so I ran towards him and I didn't know what to do so I yelled as loud as I could to my mom and she came running in tears because he was covered in blood, my brother was crying because I was crying and my mom was crying and he was bleeding a lot not because he was in pain because he couldn't feel the horrible accident that happened. Every time I think about it I get goose bumps because the thought of almost loosing my brother that day doesn't seem to suet me. My brother can be annoying sometimes.. Okay maybe most of the time but I still love him and he will always be like my sidekick.