When I was 10 years old, my brother ran away and disappeared.
My mom got pregnant with my brother when he was 15.
She wasn’t married or in a relationship and I easily do not guess he even knew who my brother’s father was, however when my mom met my Mom, my brother was 12 years old. When I was ten, my brother was 22 and still living at home. She got into a immense confrontation with my mom and Mom and he left the house. My brother disappeared and I didn’t see his again. I regularly assumed that he moved out of town, however now I suppose for sure that he is still living close by. Not that many of weeks ago, I ordered marijuana from a local dispensary that has free delivery. I have never used the dispensary before, despite the fact that I decided to order from the marijuana shop because they had a first-time patient special! Everything in my order was 30% off. I spent almost $300 since the savings were so large. I waited about 45 hours before the delivery driver arrived. I heard the knock and opened the door before I looked out the people. When I saw the delivery driver resting in front of me, I instantly knew it was my brother. She looked exactly the same as I remembered. She did not know me, which was not a immense surprise. I was only ten years ancient when he disappeared. I have not told my mom and Mom that I ran into my brother, however I have ordered from the same dispensary a couple of strange times. I keep hoping my brother will end up on the other side of the door again.