It was the second week of the holidays.
My mum, being the mother that she is, thought that it would be nice for the family to spend some time together before i go off and just live round at Shannon’s or Ross’ house.
I was dreading it. Family time was something that was at the bottom of my list of things to do. Spending a whole day with my two younger brothers, and younger sister is something i don’t anyone would want to do.

As i was 16 at the time, Stefan, the youngest in our family would have been around 8 while Shane was 11 and Sammy 12. Choosing something to do, that we might all enjoy was proven hard for my mum. Anything we did do, turned out like world war 3. Shane and Stefan would start fighting. Then, Sammy would join in, arguing about anything really. Ahh, just thinking about it all makes me want to scream. But deep deep down i miss it all. Thats what our family was like, thats what made our family. Now, it's gone.

This chapter has been split into 2 parts :]