Aron
By: Wendy • Essay • 742 Words • November 25, 2009 • 854 Views
Essay title: Aron
God knows I’ve wronged you. Oh Aron, please come back. It has only been a few days and I already miss you so much. It’s unbearable; we have never been so far away from each other and for so many nights. I’m sorry, I’m sorry for everything. I’m sorry about the rabbit thing when we were eleven. I told Abra you hid a snake inside the box, that’s why she threw it away. Oh gosh, I’m so sorry for every mean thing I’ve done to you. I never wanted to do those things but, it’s just that, I was so lonely Aron. You may not see it but everyone loves you Aron, ever since we were small, you have an angelic face (I’ve heard some of the girls from school said so) and you just bring warmth everywhere you go. While I, your twin brother no less, was treated just the opposite and how I hated it! I still do. I was so jealous of you, of everything you are and what I can never be. You are so easily loved and everyone loves and trusts you…but me…all they can see is a dark stranger. No one ever gives me chance at love. That’s why I did all those mean things to you. I’m not trying to make up any excuses for my past mistakes; I just want you to know that you’re the best god damn brother anyone can ever ask for. I regret it all of course, I love you Aron. About that night, you see. Remember how our father lost all the money on the lettuce thing? It was so obvious that you resented him for that. I know you may not love him but Aron, I do. I’ve really lived all my life wanting some attention, some love, even a few seconds of appreciation would have sufficed. Don’t get me wrong, I love you too Aron, you know that. You were the only friend I had and I can’t afford to lose you. I know you would move away that’s why I raised the money to get father’s reputation back so you wouldn’t feel so ashamed and humiliated by the town anymore. What’s more, so Abra wouldn’t be so upset with your despairing acts. When I saw all my works and efforts thrown aside so coldly by father and how he went on about you that night---I felt like the black sheep of the family. The world is so kind to you, loves you so much. And there I was trying my best to do something right…to make you and father proud, but no one even gives me a second look. I felt the need to