It was chilly night and the sun was going down contrasting the light into the darkness making the starry sky seem more apparent. At the end of the corner of the street is small old wooden house living my uncle and my oldest cousin Mill. My uncle always been strict father towards to my cousin Mill and he has always had to do what he was told. Mill had always been like this until my family came over for Thanksgiving Break in 2010.
I remember that I was getting ready to go to Mill’s house and I was getting nervous because I haven’t see him after the death his mother which is still devastating for him to talk about. My mother told me that don’t mention anything about his mother around him because he was recovery the loss of his mother. Mill’s house…show more content… We came in and we saw turkey on the oven still which smells so delicious! Mill told us to sit down while he was trying to finish the pumpkin pie; however my mom told me to help him since he hasn’t talk to any of his cousins in a while. My stomach sank when my mother told me that but I had obeyed her since she was my mother. I remember me walking slowly into the kitchen and when Mill saw my appearance into the kitchen he look at my direction and smiled. “How you been Liz?” Mill asks and I wanted to say good but nothing came out. He laugh and he was about to say something else when he was cut off by my uncle. “Not able to respond back a question by your elder (Mill was 9 years older than me) how very disrespectful of you Liz” said my uncle and then said “That’s why I taught my son to be respectful not like my niece who can’t answer a simple question. I remember that my face was burning hot and I was speechless. Mill was getting red too but he didn’t stay quiet like me and this was the first time I was Mill stood up to himself. My uncle got mad at him for “talking back at him” but I saw something
