It was the summer when Jordan (my brother) had his best friend live with us (Taylor Polson). Taylor's family had moved to Washington and then decided to move back home, so Taylor came early because he couldn't stand it the most and lived with us. Everything started great, Taylor was really nice and a fine "brother" to live with. Me and Jordan were in the car waiting for something and I don't remember what for, we started fighting and I said something that I will regret for the rest of my life. I told my brother that I wished Taylor was my brother instead of him. He looked at me with such disgust and hurt and said, "I cant believe you just said that, we may fight but I would never wish you to stop being my sister." I have never felt so ashamed. Up until then I honestly thought my brother despised me, I learned my lesson the hard way. We may fight but he loves me and will be one of my best friends forever. Turns out a couple of weeks later I couldn't stand Taylor, and hated him, with a passion (I don't anymore). I became very grateful that Jordan was my brother, and noticed how great of a brother he is. Now he is gone for two years and I miss him so much, but I am so proud that my best friend is out doing good.
Ahhhh so when did you realize that you loved me most?;) Hahaha jk but just so you know this should be on your personal blog not your ap studio art blig :) ~Catherine
ReplyDeleteWell just so you know this was an assignment from my AP Studio Art teacher to do this, which is why its up here, I am working on a picture for it right now.
ReplyDeleteI love this story and I love the way your project turned out, can't wait to see it posted here. Don't forget to talk about your processes and how the individual parts of the completed project relates to the story.
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