wtf i got a paper due at 10

My family always told me that blood is thicker than water
And looking down at the bloody scrape on my knee, or the fatty bruise on my elbow, or the scratch and bite mark on my cheek,
it didn't yet make sense to me.
All I knew was that me and my brother rough housed too much,
and HE should be the one to get the belt, or the hanger,
or my personal most feared: slap on the hand by my dad's unsurmountable heavy hitting palm...
like a high-five gone terribly wrong
But those heavy hands made an indellible mark not just on the top of my hands,
but the frontside of my morality,
the backside of my dignity,
the insides of my soul-to-be
because after every hit, those words were always repeated: blood is thicker than water.
Yea, water flows, it promotes growth,
It is the sign, the key to life.
But blood... blood seeps through your bones
and it flows through interstitial crevices only the most familiar know,
and it's the connection that makes that neverending circulation around your heavy beating heart.
that same heart that grows not from water,
but from the days your mom held you close to hers when you were scared that those butterflies in the backyard might sting you,
or the times your grandma used to pray the rosary outside preschool class just to let you know that she was still there and didn't leave you...
or those nights your dad would carry you AND your brother from the car into the house after those late night fam party sessions,
or the time your brother gave you a piggy back ride all the way home b/c your slipper broke when you were running from that mad old lady hella heated cuz you were playing on her lawn.
See, blood flows from every outlet of the people who made you, take you
for what you are, and what you've become,
and are proud... for the mere fact that you're their daugher, sister, niece, cuuz, grandaughter...
and this Fuels you.
it IS what gives you life.
it IS the key to infinity
where you drop down on your knees and pray that when thy kingdom come,
they'll be there too.
Because water is clear and comprehensible, understood by all of humankind.
But blood rushes deep from the hearts that will always understand YOU.