" Why do I get blamed for everything, because I am the oldest?" I asked.

" They are younger, be patient, " my parents always say.

" But… " I mumbled.

" But nothing, we thought you were more understanding than this, " They said as they lectured me.

As I thought about the words my parents were saying I began to cry. " How could I be so selfish?" Pictures kept going through my head. At home, everything was so confusing. "Why does it have to be this way? Why can’t we get along like a normal family?" Questions and answers poured out of my mind.

The more and more I agonized over it; I finally drew a conclusion. "Why should we fight, we are family?" Then, it dawned on me. My brothers and I fight, because we think just alike.

All of the sudden, I saw a burden lift off of my shoulders. " Older people must accept more responsibility, and in return they will receive more privileges." Yet, younger children don’t know when they do something wrong. That is why as the older person we must be role models so this problem doesn’t keep occurring.

Now that I see why I am always getting blamed for things, I know I will be much more careful on the decisions I make throughout my life. Younger kids need positive influences in their lives to guide them in the right directions. I now know that I want to be that person for my brothers. Also, I hope that they make all the right decisions that satisfy them during their life.