I got to see my younger siblings grow up and their different personalities. I was 17 when my youngest brother Sawyer was born, so I was old enough to help my mother when she needed it. I sometimes felt like an adult because I was able to do something useful for my mother after everything she had done for me. I wasn't home as much when Sawyer was growing up because I had school and a job. He's four years old now and he's super funny. He loves superheroes and running around all day. He looks a lot like me with all his energy. He also loves animals like me and always came to my room to play with my mice or guinea pigs. Sawyer sometimes even in front of my