My Little Brother

             Everyone has someone or something they would risk everything for. For me it is my little brother. I know this sounds weird since siblings usually fight and get on each others nerves, but he is the most important person in my life. Now that sounds very exaggerated so let me explain. Life is tough it is like when someone goes to close there eyes and hope to pick a winner out of a hat. We either get it good or bad. I guess when my life was chosen there was only bad or false hope left. I lost a lot and gained very little but threw it all my little brother was a constant. Though he can get on my nerves and likes to call me little, I could never regret calling him my brother. When ever I need something he has always been there for me. Even to listen to me talk about nonsense. He is all of four foot five and filled from his head to his toes with love and care for others. He acts much like I do but he is more talkative and out going. I know with out a doubt if I ever needed him he will be at my side threw the think and thin, just as I would be there for him. If it ever came down to his life or my own I could honestly say with out a second thought I would choose his. So I guess that makes him my weakness. A honorable weakness he is. But he is my little brother and I will always protect him even if that means protecting him from the world its self.