Posted on Sunday, 13 June 2010

I shall never be the same. My five year old brother is now in the emergency room for a clotting nose bleed that lasted for upwards of fifteen minutes (exact time is unsure) and I have just finished scrubbing his blood out of my mother’s mattress.

I never want to be around blood again, ever. It now makes me want to throw up. If my second brother wasn’t down the hall, I would be in hysterics.