My Peace Experience
My family has always been fairly large. My mother had eleven siblings and I have six. But, my brothers and sisters weren’t even a fraction of the number of cousins I had. Even to this day, I don’t know them all, although there are three of my cousins that are imprinted in my mind forever. My Aunt Janet only ever had one child, and his name is Bryan. Now, everyone in my family knows that my aunt had been into some bad things, and it showed through Bryan. He’s quite older than me, but he is mentally slow. Bryan doesn’t know right from wrong like we do. He has had multiple children now with different women, and his genes come out in the kids too. They all have ADHD, ADD, or are just slow and can’t comprehend people very well. I remember when I was five years old, I met one of his children for the first time, Daniel. Daniel is my age and he had seen me at many family gatherings, but I didn’t know him. We were at a family reunion and I was playing in the sandbox. And before I knew it, I was in an embrace by a boy that I didn’t know. I screamed, pushed him down and ran away while he cried. Now that I think back, I can remember him telling me that I was his best friend before I took off. I have had many encounters with Daniel over the years where I just avoided him because I didn’t like him or because he scared me. Both he and his brother were the type of people who had to constantly touch someone on the arm, just to have human contact. I was one to stay away from others and didn’t like the feeling at all. But another time there was an issue with Daniel was years later. Daniel was chasing my nephew and pushed him down a hill, this hill had gravel and my nephew was pretty scraped up afterwards. Now, Daniel’s older brother was always in charge and would punish him if he did wrong. I could see that Daniel was afraid of him now. But this older brother had the same problems; he got in trouble a lot because he was seeking attention and...
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