My life changed when I was young. My dad left right before my third birthday. A couple years later my mom remarried and me and my sister Candace got a new brother. Really he was my step-brother but I can’t remember life without him. We grew up with each other almost our whole life. I can’t remember my dad, and for my whole life I never knew I had a step-father. When he came I was still too young to understand he’s not my real dad, the same for my step-brother Ferb. My life always felt normal. Today I’m not doing anything really. I’m a little upset about not spending the day with my family.