How come he's the favorite?

I always knew my brother was the favorite child. He was always getting the most attention and gifts. He got drumming lessons and a three hundred dollar drum set when all I wanted was a five dollar plastic guitar and got told I should be glad I have any toys. Even with all of his tantrums he still got his way. When he never got into trouble for talking to a twenty-one year old acting like he was eighteen.

Yet when I added someone from my school on Snap-chat, I got my phone taken away and grounded. My mother didn't even notice when I ran out the front door. I was just ten back then, I was gone from midnight to early morning till I stopped at a hotel. I was freezing and begged them to call the police. When I got home you threatened to take all my gifts away and give them to my brother.

Five years later he tried to strangle you over a silly fight. I luckily overheard you screaming my name and pinned him down. Risking my own safety to make sure you got to your room. I finally got off when you locked your door. He slammed me into the wall, dislocating my shoulder in the process.

He ran out after it had finally hit him what had happened. We ended up having to call the police, I was traumatized seeing how dark purple your neck was. It was bruised in so many areas. Yet only you went to the hospital, I had to deal with my shoulder myself. Not even a month later he returns from jail.

You showered him with gifts for his return, I've never seen you so excited to see someone. Just for him not even a week later throw a silly tantrum and smash a vase right in front of my door way. I wasn't even paying attention I was just about to walk out of my room. What if I would of? Would you of cared? He got sent back to jail a few hours after. Then to a rehab which you kept going to visit even after everything.

Then after he gets out and apologizes, you invite him back to stay into the house since he was homeless at eighteen. Just for him to use you for money? Yet you still tried to help? Then when he runs off you act confused on why you need help with money? All for not even three months for him to come back begging for a place to stay? Why is he still the favorite? Why isn't it me? I would never hurt you. Why do you still love that monster...?