I trusted my brother. That was my first mistake. You see, I had a secret. Nothing world-changing. Just one of those things you don't want your family finding out. And for weeks... Everything was under control. Nobody knew. Nobody suspected anything. Life was peaceful. Then my brother opened his mouth. It happened during dinner. The whole family was there. Eating. Talking. Minding their business. And then, out of nowhere, my brother said: "So... how's that thing you've been hiding?" I nearly swallowed a chicken bone. The table went silent. My mom looked at me. My dad looked at me. Even the dog looked interested. Meanwhile, my brother was smiling like he had just solved world hunger. I immediately tried damage control. "What thing?" Wrong answer. The moment you say "What thing?" people become even more curious. Now everybody wanted details. My brother started talking. And talking. And talking. Omo. The more he explained, the worse it got. At that point... I knew I was finished. I kept hoping he'd stop. He didn't. In fact, he became more confident. The man was giving a full presentation. No slides. No notes. Just pure destruction. The funniest part? He genuinely thought he was helping me. Helping. That's the word he used later. Helping. By the time he finished talking, my secret wasn't a secret anymore. It was public information. Looking back, I should have known better. Brothers don't keep secrets. They store them temporarily. Moral of the story: If your sibling says, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Start worrying immediately. But I can't be the only one, right? 😭 What's the biggest secret a sibling has ever exposed about you?
