I just finished doing homework, and it's time to turn in, but somehow I found a piece of paper folded on my desk. I didn't realise it all along until I started packing my bag. The content of the paper was written by my younger brother. I didn't think he purposely put that on my desk. I think it was meant to be kept just for himself but somehow he forgot to throw it away. He was saying that he misses home, a lot. All the people there, my family, his teachers, almost practically everyone.
I had the same feeling too when I was like him. I felt part of me was gone. Totally. Mine was worse, I had no one I knew in Singapore when I first started. At least for him, he has me. Things started to change. I lost contact with my primary school mates, the gang I used to be with is no longer in contact. I miss home, especially Mum. I miss Whisky and Brando. I miss everything while I was left with nothing. I had no one there to turn to, and do you know? My host family suck. I locked myself in bedroom everyday after school till the next morning. I did it for 4 years and half. You don't know that, do you? At least now you know. That's why I've always tried my very best to be out till late to study with friends.
You never knew how bad I felt when I knew someone was going to invade my privacy by staying over in my room. And at that moment I realised how much I've changed. I've become like what my mum feared me to be, a selfish person, and I'm still now. And you never knew how happy I was when Dad told me he'd found a house and that brother was going to move in with me.
At least now I have someone to talk to at home. Never I knew he's suffering now. I never knew that subconsciously I was going to shape him like myself. I wanted him to study hard, and get to a better school than me. Put study as the first priority among everything else. He used to be a very friendly guy, schooling in one of the top schools in Jakarta, was going to be a head prefect this year. But he sacrificed everything just for me and (he claimed so) a better future. Seeing him losing everything like what I did really hurt me a lot. He told me last night that he don't have any close friends until now. I knew him for 14 years. Give him a new environment and he'll settle in less than a week. It's been two weeks now and I don't see any change.
But everything has been done and there's nothing I can do except for continuing this for another 2 years or so. God . . . am I a bad sister?




