I love my family with every little scrap of myself. My brother fought with my Mom for days on end. It was every day. Day after day. Sometimes I'd be dragged into my mother's anger. Sometimes my mom would talk to me saying to not be like him. The worst parts is when she would be yelling at my brother and once they were done my mother's rage would come back and burn me. I forgot about those year(s) for so long. I don't want to keep remembering them and then forgetting. I want it to be over. -The memories I mean- They would always argue for a long time. It was consistently about school work. My mom would constantly say to my brother that he wouldn't be ready for the real world. After she would say something like that she'd ask me to agree with her. I hated it. I HAD to agree with what she said.