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- Story Listed as: True Life For Teens
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Family
- Published: 10/30/2023
"The Split"
Born 2010, M, from Jackson , Mississippi, United StatesMe and my big brother, Jake, had always been close. I grew up in a small town in Mississippi, where everyone knew each other and family was everything. We shared the same hobbies, the same friends, and the same dreams. I wanted to go to college, travel the world, and make a difference.
But everything changed when our father died. He was the glue that held our family together, and without him, things fell apart. Our mother became depressed and distant, our sister moved away to New York, and Jake took over the family business. He inherited our father’s auto shop, which was struggling to survive in the competitive market.
I tried to help Jake as much as I could, but also wanted to pursue your own goals. applied to several universities across the country, hoping to get a scholarship and a chance to explore new horizons. I were thrilled when I got accepted to Stanford, one of the best schools in the nation.
But Jake was not happy for me. He felt betrayed and abandoned by my decision. He accused me of being selfish and ungrateful, of turning my back on our family and roots. He said I were wasting my time and money on a fancy education that would not help me in the real world. He said I should stay home and help him run the shop, like our father would have wanted.
I tried to reason with him, to explain that I loved him and our family, but also had to follow my own path. I said I would come back after graduation, or maybe even sooner if he needed me. I said I were proud of him for taking care of the business, but he did not have to do it alone. I said I could still be close, even if I were miles apart.
But Jake would not listen. He was angry and hurt, and he refused to accept my choice. He said he did not want to see me or talk to me ever again. He said I were no longer his brother, but his enemy.
I were shocked and saddened by his words, but didn't let them stop me. I packed my bags and left for California, hoping that time would heal the wounds and mend the rift between us.
But it did not.
I have not spoken to Jake in five years. And have not seen him or any of our family members since then. I have tried to call him several times, but he always hung up on me or ignored my messages. I have sent him letters and emails, but he never replied. I have even sent him gifts for his birthday and Christmas, but he never acknowledged them.
I have missed him terribly, but have also moved on with my life. I have graduated from Stanford with honors, majored in engineering, and landed a job at a prestigious tech company in Silicon Valley. I have made new friends and met new people, some of whom have become more than friends. I have traveled to different countries and experienced different cultures. I have grown as a person and as a professional.
I am happy with your life, but is also haunted by the past. I wonder what Jake is doing now, how he is coping with the business and the economy. I wonder if he is still angry with me, or if he has forgiven me. I wonder if he still thinks of me as his brother, or if he has erased me from his memory.
I wonder if there is any hope for reconciliation.
"The Split"(Joshua Swinney)
Me and my big brother, Jake, had always been close. I grew up in a small town in Mississippi, where everyone knew each other and family was everything. We shared the same hobbies, the same friends, and the same dreams. I wanted to go to college, travel the world, and make a difference.
But everything changed when our father died. He was the glue that held our family together, and without him, things fell apart. Our mother became depressed and distant, our sister moved away to New York, and Jake took over the family business. He inherited our father’s auto shop, which was struggling to survive in the competitive market.
I tried to help Jake as much as I could, but also wanted to pursue your own goals. applied to several universities across the country, hoping to get a scholarship and a chance to explore new horizons. I were thrilled when I got accepted to Stanford, one of the best schools in the nation.
But Jake was not happy for me. He felt betrayed and abandoned by my decision. He accused me of being selfish and ungrateful, of turning my back on our family and roots. He said I were wasting my time and money on a fancy education that would not help me in the real world. He said I should stay home and help him run the shop, like our father would have wanted.
I tried to reason with him, to explain that I loved him and our family, but also had to follow my own path. I said I would come back after graduation, or maybe even sooner if he needed me. I said I were proud of him for taking care of the business, but he did not have to do it alone. I said I could still be close, even if I were miles apart.
But Jake would not listen. He was angry and hurt, and he refused to accept my choice. He said he did not want to see me or talk to me ever again. He said I were no longer his brother, but his enemy.
I were shocked and saddened by his words, but didn't let them stop me. I packed my bags and left for California, hoping that time would heal the wounds and mend the rift between us.
But it did not.
I have not spoken to Jake in five years. And have not seen him or any of our family members since then. I have tried to call him several times, but he always hung up on me or ignored my messages. I have sent him letters and emails, but he never replied. I have even sent him gifts for his birthday and Christmas, but he never acknowledged them.
I have missed him terribly, but have also moved on with my life. I have graduated from Stanford with honors, majored in engineering, and landed a job at a prestigious tech company in Silicon Valley. I have made new friends and met new people, some of whom have become more than friends. I have traveled to different countries and experienced different cultures. I have grown as a person and as a professional.
I am happy with your life, but is also haunted by the past. I wonder what Jake is doing now, how he is coping with the business and the economy. I wonder if he is still angry with me, or if he has forgiven me. I wonder if he still thinks of me as his brother, or if he has erased me from his memory.
I wonder if there is any hope for reconciliation.
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