30 DAYS OF DEEP AND RANDOM QUESTIONS (a series)

DAY 17:

If you were to write a book about your sibling(s), what would the last line be?

Last Line:

Across a thousand mountain climbs, and ocean crosses, the place ideal.

"Born into a broken family, my story is one of those that hits the jugular. Growing up in my mother's side from the moment I was born up until now. I do know my father, who he is, and what type of man he is. I never understood the story of how things went from good, to gun-in-your-face bad. This joke of a man that calls himself my blood-parent has spread his seeds to another pot before hand, causing the not-so-good to become extremely bad. It was not later that I learned of siblings from another, I was around elementary when I met 3 of them, ALL FEMALES, and I WAS THE ONLY THORN. and year later I heard that 2 more were added but never have I met them. I know they exist, and they know I exist. But it would never happen that I would stand beside them toe-to-toe either in small room or even a massive hall. That would be hell on earth I presume"

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