ok- so i'm a terrible liar. (not really- i can be quite the good one). i don't remember much of my siblings of family from when i was little. i remember when my parents were fighting once and i made them hug eachother and stop fighting (at least in front of me). i remember walking downstairs into the basement a lot- where at first it was my sister's room and later my brother's. there's nothing else in the world like family. darling please don't start to cry.
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