Today is my brother's 22nd birthday. If every family has a black sheep, my brother is definately the white one. While I'm the combination of the bad ones, I'd say Johan is a mixture of all the good things from mum and all the good things about dad. I know not a single person who doesn't like my brother. Now that we've grown away from stupid fights about who gets to decide what TV channel to watch or who gets the biggest piece of cake, he's just like a really brilliant friend and I wouldn't want to imagine my life without him.
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