My Little Brother

My name is Olivia, and I am now sixteen years old. I have a little brother, Cody, who is now six years old. We both love each other now, but it took me a while to return the love he was giving me. I was ten years old, and in my childish brain my reasoning was I had been the only child this long, it should keep being that way. When my little brother was only four days old, and he had only been home for four hours, and by that time I had enough. He would not stop crying, and my mother and father would not pay attention to me. I did not stop to think how afraid he must have been, and how busy everyone was!!!!