I was the youngest of three, with two older brothers. I was very close to my older cousin, Danielle, because she had two younger brothers and no sisters either. In 1990 my family moved to Florida from Maryland. Soon after, I missed my cousins in Maryland dearly and was allowed to spend a summer with Danielle after much begging. One summer afternoon, we were hanging out inside my cousins house when the doorbell rang. It was two neighborhood girls asking for Danielles brother Jamil, who was less... Sign in to see full entry.