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My brother made me a bracelet so that I wouldn't forget him when I go to college. I thought that it was sweet, but kind of silly. Why would I forget him; he's my brother. He's one of my best friends. Unlike other people that come and go, he'll always be around to make me bracelets out of unevenly-sized clay beads, break out into harmonies, and talk about Harry Potter with me. I'll miss having someone around to make fun of for being obsessed with Apple products and not doing things in a logical order.