The Black Sheep
My two brothers grew up in the same place and are from the same parents. They have many of the same similarities. Both brothers loved playing baseball, fishing, and hunting. They grew up on a large farm at the foot of Fox Mountain. They had 300 acres of forest to enjoy hiking and looking for Indian artifacts. Our parents left us when we were young; luckily our great grandmother kept us together and raised us. After our parents left us, that’s when the similarities started to change between my brothers. Scott became the “Golden Child” and Tony was considered the “Black Sheep” of the family.
Scott was golden tan with blonde hair and brown eyes. He had freckles with a smile that would brighten up the room. He was quite, but very mischievous. He loved the outdoors and enjoyed being by himself. He never would share his feelings with anyone. Scott kept all of his emotions to himself. He became even more introverted after our parents left us. Both sets of grandparents realized he was withdrawing from everyone and would show him more attention and affection. However, Scott was not dumb to this fact and he started taking advantage of all of the extra attention. In my grandparents eyes, he could do nothing wrong. He was just much better at hiding the bad things he did. As Scott grew up, he was more concerned about himself. He did not care or was not concerned about anyone else’s problems. He has a family now and works as a paramedic. His life looks perfect on the outside, but you can see in his eyes he is very lonely.
My brother Tony looks like an Indian. He has jet black hair, dark complexion with dark brown eyes. He was very extroverted and this increased after our parents left. Unfortunately, Tony started using drugs at the age of 12. Before using drugs he was told he had a photographic memory. He also had a great future...