Siblings

There were four of us kids growing up.  I’m the only girl.  I love my brothers.  I really do.  I even loved them, admired and respected them when we were children.  But this (the picture above) is usually what most interactions looked like between me and my brothers.

We fought horribly!  All. The. Time.

I’m sort of in the middle in birth order.  I have 2 older brothers and one younger one.  My poor, sweet younger brother…  Since I could not direct my anger at my older brothers, I aimed my hatred for the male species at him.

Since I was the only girl, I thought I was getting the short end of the stick on most things.  I wanted SO much to be a boy!  I thought the only reason I could not go and do like my older brothers, was because I was a girl.  The age difference never occurred to me.

Teen age girls are vial, nasty, vicious, creatures.  Nothing makes them happy.  They are angry at the world and they know It All.  I was no exception to this aspect of growing up.  I’m a little surprised my mother didn’t dis-own me or leave me at that rest stop along the highway during our travels!

I would sulk, pout and snarl at anyone that dared to get near me.  I wanted everyone to be as miserable as I was.

My brothers are not totally without blame when it came to getting along.  Teen aged boys have very little use for their pain-in-the-ass, tag-along little sister.  I was simply in the way.  They didn’t want someone who would be witness to their shenanigans.

Despite our differences, we loved each other and we knew it.   Although we would give each other hell, if anyone from outside of the family Dared to harm any of us, the rest would descend on them like a pack of wolves.

I’ll give you an example of this.  When I was about 7 or 8 years old, I was playing tag in the back yard of a friend’s house.  An older sibling of the friend caught up to me just as I had jumped over a fence to get away.  He was behind me and he pulled me back against the fence using a stick or a pipe that pushed against my stomach.  This caused all my air to whoosh out of me.  I went down like a rock.  I passed out!

Just as this happened, my 2 older brothers happened to step outside and see me hit the ground.  They had no idea that this was all just play.  They just saw this older kid standing over me with a stick in his hand and me laying on the ground.

They beat the crap out of that kid.  I think he ended up paying a visit to the hospital because of his injuries!

I woke up on the living room couch wondering what the fuss was all about.  I was fine!

For the most part, my brothers and I didn’t really start getting along until we all moved out and away from home.

I now consider my brothers my friends.  We get along well and I enjoy spending time with them.  I don’t agree with everything they say or do, but they have grown into men that I respect and value having in my life.

Did you fight with your siblings when you were a kid?

Copyright (C) 2017 Penny Wilson

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I am a freelance writer that writes in several genres. I've had a successful blog with a growing and loyal following for more than 5 years. I've written articles for Counseling Directory .org, Introvert Dear .com and WOW Women on Writing. I'm currently working on my first novel. You can find more of my writings on my blog at: https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow me on Twitter @pennywilson123.
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27 Responses to Siblings

  1. Awww….I am still living my childhood and it feels like I should cherish my life..rather being depressed or sad all the time…I went through the posts and all the comments… And I think childhood and siblings… What a great match!!!❤

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  2. I am the oldest of four girls, Penny. There are big age gaps and Hayley and Laura are eight and nine years younger than me, respectively. They were my living dolls and I loved playing with then and dressing them up when they were small.

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  3. Mae Clair says:

    Penny, this brought back a lot of memories for me. I’m the youngest of four siblings–3 girls and my brother. It was usually the girls against my brother, but because I was so much younger, I was in the way regardless. We’re all thick as thieves now. I guess fighting as kids is just part of growing up, LOL.

    Loved that picture 🙂

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  4. I am the oldest of 4 children and yes we fought mercilessly, until someone else picked on us then we became a fierce pack. We still have our occasional disagreements but I love them dearly.

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  5. Only child here, and my parents were old enough to be my grandparents. I know only children who would have given their eye teeth to have a brother or a sister. Not me. I knew I had a good thing going. 😉

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  6. WaltPage says:

    Yes. My brother is 5 1/2 years older. We would fight but he was my protector and guardian angel. He still is 😊💛

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  7. Michael says:

    I was horrid to my brother. I should probably say sorry one day. Then again he was a royal pain . 🙂

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  8. Egyptian Adventures.wordpress.com says:

    I have no siblings. I was bullied. I went to a Special school, the girl who mainly bullied me. Her sister went to the Same Special school as me. We were friends, her sister and I. I had low self confidence then, at 45 now I am a different person. Though I do still have docial awkwardness. I found a local pub that does not have telly or machines, I still feel awkward in a noisy busy pub.

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  9. Yes, I did. Don’t all siblings fight?

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  10. I am the oldest out of three. My brother & sister are six years younger and twins We barely speak. When we were kids, we fought like normal siblings, but when I developed mental illness, my sister didn’t want any dealing with me anymore. I’m basically scum on the bottom of her shoe. She considers me weak, and useless.
    My brother and I communicate by way of text on holidays.
    Ah, dysfunction should have been our last names. LOL!!!

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  11. Linda Mims says:

    I was the eldest of five. Three brothers and one sister. Nobody dared cross me!😂 Loved your example. I could see it happening.

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  12. Childhood the best phase of life and yes me n my siblings shared the same experience… fun fights and love for each other… your blogpost brought back childhood memories… thankyou so much.😇😇

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