Yes, Mikey. To me, the way you behave, no matter what your age, will always put you in the 'child' category. Next month you will turn 18 years old. You think you'll all of a sudden be an adult. Wrong! You won't be an adult until you start taking responsibility for your actions, instead of blaming everyone else for the bad things you do. You think you'll be moving out of the house in August? With our cousin, who is 20 with NO license, and your friend whose license is restricted. Hello Mikey! Do you realize that you're the only one with a license and none of you own a car? Looks like public transportation will be something you will have to get use to. Of course, I can totally see our parents giving in to you once again, and giving you a car.

I don't understand them. Mostly I don't understand you. You come from a nice home. We're not the wealthiest family, to say the least, but Mom and Dad have always provided clothes, food, and shelter. How dare you complain about any of that. They both work their asses off just to provide for us! You are incredibly ungrateful! Why you started smoking or doing drugs is beyond me. I have this disgusting feeling that you did it just to hurt Mom. You're such an asshole. The sad thing is, I still care for you because you're my brother. I love you, but I don't like you. I don't how that's possible, but that's the way I feel. I don't want any harm to come your way, but something needs to happen in your life to make you realize what an immature, ungrateful, egotistical little bastard you are. You are so lucky that you weren't my kid, I would have kicked your lazy ass out a long time ago. Instead our parents are nice enough to love you after all the shit you've put then through. Do you know what makes me laugh the hardest? That you have your friends believing that our parents are terrible people. Yeah, you told them that our parents beat you and that nobody here loves you. You've told our parents that they're the reason you were "pushed" into taking drugs. How disgusting you are. First of all nobody in our house is big enough to beat you even if we wanted to. Secondly, who in the house doesn't love you? Mom is always sticking up for you if one of the rest of us is pissed at you. She's always trying to explain your behavior. My opinion is that you're just an asshole. And Dad loves you, he's the one that's always there giving you second and third chances. Of course you just take those chances as something that we owe to you. Guess what? We don't owe you shit! And Anthony adores you. He looks up to you, for what reason I still haven't figured out. He wants everything you have, he'll listen to the music you listen to, and he just gets frustrated, like the rest of us. And because he's so young he gets frustrated sooner than the rest of us. And the only way he knows how to show it is by crying or screaming, and when this happens you just make fun of him, which makes matters worse. Just thinking about how you can be happy with taunting an 8-year-old makes me know what a monster you can be. Yet after all that he can still forgive and forget.

What about me? I love you. I don't want anything bad to happen to you. I worry about you everyday. You can make me laugh as easily as you can make me cry. Why you would want to do the latter is beyond me. Perhaps you have some sick perversion where you like seeing everybody who cares about you, in pain. I'm not quite sure. I don't think I'll ever know the answer to that question. Hopefully you'll grow out of this stage. But until then I'm counting down the days until you move out. When you're gone the house will be a more peaceful place. I don't think we'll have half the amount of fights going on as we do now. I won't have to worry about walking in the door and you waiting with some smart-ass comment to make. Anthony will be able to go to sleep without worrying that his older brother is going to kill him. Yes Mikey, he believes everything you tell him. And Mom and Dad don't have to worry about you at all. You will be on your own, and will have to finally try and live up to your responsibilities. Good luck, you're going to need it.

Love your Sister