My older brother Danny is coming home in two days. He has been gone for nearly three years being stationed in Japan. Well he called last night and told me Sarah don’t tell mom, but I’m coming home in two days. I was utterly happy about this until I started thinking. I called my aunt because Danny needs her to pick him up from the airport..and what does she say? I can’t pick him..he can take a cab. This already put a damper on the plans and I cried because I never thought my family could be that selfish. I can’t pick him up because my car isn’t running too well and needs to be fixed. Also my mom and I have been paying off our debts for the last couple of months and this month was our last payment. Well that left us so short we barely have money until next pay day. I am 17 and was work at a vets office, but don’t get paid until next friday like my mom. Anyway my brother has no friends here. He has old school chums, but he hates them now-a-days. I don’t want him coming back to this place. My family is already mad that he pulled this..my mom and I aren’t. I just don’t want him coming back to something he hated growing up. I mean I don’t know what he is expecting, but it won’t be anything grand…quite the opposite. We have always been upper lower class and I just don’t want him coming back to this. I mean I will be utterly embarrassed. The house is clean, but it’s a very small house. I am giving up my room to him. I mean our mom works two jobs, one at night and one during the day. I work during the day and manage the house at night. Nothing interesting for him. I would rather him go to Vegas, or some place that will make him happy. Not this town that will make him as depressed as he was when he was living here. I utterly want to see him, but I know one bad time here can change his opinion of his family and make him dislike us. Also my mom has bad health. He doesn’t need to see her having a blood pressure episode. I am so depressed and I feel like dying because I feel so small. I mean it’s hard already. I mean we have three dogs, birds, and a cat. We always take care of them so that makes it hard for us to survive. I just don’t want this family and town to drag him down again. Like I said to my mom: he got out…why is he coming back? He made it…he’s out. I don’t want him to deal with a sadistic grandmother, hate filled aunt, Sick mom, depressed sister and no money. What do I do?? I have been preparing my room (ie. switching the sheets, putting my clothes in the laundry room, etc.) I need help. Thanks! I know I probably sound like a whiny brat, but I just know my brother deserves better than this.