A letter to my sister…

Sisters. They’re bratty, clingy, nosey, and sometimes just plain old evil. They look up to you, imitate you, tease you, support you, help you, and console you when your first love dumps you. They’re catty, selfish, and spiteful but for all the things they are the most important of them is that no matter how bad things seem they will always love you. The bond … Continue reading A letter to my sister…

Part I: Brooklyn

It was a hot summer day in August and my skin felt like it was cooking from the hot sweltering sun. I felt like a pig that was being roasted for Christmas dinner. Little droplets of sweat where beginning to form on my forehead not so much from the temperature but from my nerves and feelings of fear as I searched the playground for my 10 yr old sister. Growing up in an inner city like New York City there really wasn’t many places kids could go to play and for me, most of my summer days were spent in the playground across the street from my apartment building. But on this particular day I wished that I had just stayed in the apartment. Continue reading Part I: Brooklyn