Those were the days !!!

i am the only daughter in my family.. my elder brothers were very nice to me... but i remember i really 'hated' my younger brother.. seems like he is always 'in my hair'.. sneaking into my things and my business.. sad thing was.. although i know my mom loves me.. she always sided with him.. saying that i should be nicer to him because he was younger, and still dont know any better... (but he certainly knew how make me mad back then) ... and funny thing was.. at the time i considered him my worst enemy, he was also my strongest ally... we'd sneak and go out to play out in the hot afternoon sun when my mom would not let us.. we turn our living room into a real mess just playing, and since he was such a 'mommy's pet'.. i'd make ask things from my mom which i know i wouldnt get if i were to ask for it myself.. that was ages ago.. i am forty now.. he is four years younger than me.. i dont think he even remembers our fights and quarrels.. but important thing is... deep down i have always luv him..

We are two sisters.I remember we used to be great friends but atleast once a month we had exchange of blows and what not.But what I will never forget is how badly I bit her arm and she didnt tell mamma as it would have got me into trouble.Her arm was blue for a week but still she did not tell mom.

now you just reminded me of my childhood days... we use to be like that with my brother.. petty fights and all... but now i kinda miss those things...

I do have memories of fighting with my siblings, but it didn't include bloody noses. ^_^ We often fought each other, saying words that could hurt our feelings. And the most absurd of all, we had fights over senseless things, like a small photo frame I found in the garbage (as a small kid, I was fond of the things found in the garbage...ewwwww). My brother and sister were the ones who fought more often. And I, being the third, was always stuck in between. There were days that we don't talk to each other because of something so stupid. But the next days after that, we were playing again. But one thing I can't forget about my sibling. Even how many times we fought in the past, we always found it to protect each other from harm. And no matter how many times we fought before, now, we are even closer than we had imagined. Those fights strenghten the bonds we already have. And I'm really happy to have them. And everytime I remember those things in the past, especially the fights over useless stuffs, I can't help myself but to smile and miss my siblings more.

I still fight with my brother now and we're both grown ups! (well nearly for him anyway.) It drives my parents round the bend, but both of us feel as though we have to have the last word in every single argument. I have to say that I usually win as he isn't quick enough to think of some of the comebacks that I come out with at times. I think I would miss our fights if I didn't have anyone to fight with. Sure, fights aren't good, but we both know that we love each other at the same time so that's all that matters really I suppose.

I think its totally normal for siblings to argue, fight with eachother, have disagreements and wind eachother up. I sometimes argue with my brothers when they annoy me or torment me, but me and my brothers wouldn't go to the extent of actually fighting and hurting eachother, we just sorta playfight, and it isn't meant in a violent way if you know what i mean.

hi dear ketybhagat definitely those were the days where only action prevailed. i remembe one time when my younger brothe who is two years younger to me one bit me on my right side of the stomach and the flesh came out and i still have the scar theat reminds me of the days!! and once more it was once he was teasing me and after some episode ran through the staircase below. the action was so irriotating that i threw one metalic object towrds him . believe me it him straight into the head and blood oozed out and many such things still i recollect at 54!! happpy recollecting those days...

I have also such sweet memory.We are six brothers. Our differences of age by 2yrs.When we were little boys we often fought each other.Once I and my next younger brother arrangrd a skipping competition.First I skipped 100 times at one chance.After then he started skipping.He was about to cross me.I was then begin to disturb him.As a result he could not cross me.He became so angry that he threw one wooden handle of skipping at my face.My one front tooth was broken.One day my third and fourth brother began to fight.One stage third brother threw a scissors at the fourth brother.It hit his left hand.He had to suffer for one month.Our mother could not control us.She was a cool lady.But my father was a angry person.He often bit us with a cane.But we were also friendly to each other.Still we are friendly.When I remember our boyhood I laugh myself.

Ah the joys of brothers and sisters! I have one older brother (by 2 years) and an older sister (by 14 years) My brother and i used to fight non-stop. I mean really punch and scrabble and bruise eachother. My dad always sided with him and my mum with me. As we got older it was as everyone said it would be, we became good friends. There was one time in fact, when we were sort of becoming friends but not quite there yet, that we had bit of a fight and i hit him in the mouth. My mum came running up and blamed him completely, no matter how much i told her it was me. Luckily, he saw I gave myself in despite the fact it did him no good, and our friendship thickened. We are great friends now, and always will be. Theres something unexplainably special that you share with a sibling. I would not give my brother, or my sister, up for anything in the world.