Being the forgotten child is one of the worst things. You watch your parents love and care for your sibling, but you are forgotten about. It is horrible. You know what else is horrible? Being forced travel the world with your brother, watching him have fun, meanwhile you are there, wishing you could be anywhere else. Most people would love traveling the world. But me? I would much rather be at a gym, perfecting my routines, training all day, trying to the very best(like no one ever was). Living in the shadows of your brother, who seems to be better than you at almost everything is one of the worst things I have ever experienced. But, sometimes, even the worst things can end well.