Personal Narrative: My Brothers In The United States

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The year is 2005, twelve years ago, my family is much younger, and we are still living together in the state of New York. Being almost fifteen years younger than the eldest of five older brothers, I didn’t get to be part of their teenage years. Being the youngest, I also missed out on countless memories they enjoyed together before I had even been born. Going back to the time when everyone was together will allow me to connect with my brothers in a way I would never be able to today.. At the ages of thirty-one, thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight, and eighteen, my brothers are all much older than me. My closest brother, Ben, is eighteen and still lives with my parents and me in New Hampshire. We don’t remember much about our life in New York, mainly because we were only about nine and seven when we made the move here. Being able to experience high school with my older brothers and spend time with them would further our bond tremendously. After repeatedly hearing my parents say that I am acting like one of them, I’m curious to find out what that really means. I never got to witness their sports or support them from the stands with my parents. I would’ve loved to watch my oldest brother, Gavin, play lacrosse and help with my play. …show more content…

Receiving his PhD at age twenty-eight, my brother Cory has inspired me to work harder as a student so that I can join him at the University of Pennsylvania. During sophomore year, I attended a model congress trip to UPenn that I was unfamiliar with but willing to step out of my comfort zone to learn more about the school my brother attended and now works for, and a university I hope to attend in the future. My brothers have all instilled great qualities in me and taught me many things; however, there is so much more to discover about our relationships, and I think this time-hop could reveal