It’s been two weeks since the big fight with my cousin. I came back trying to be strong by forgiving him and acting as sweet as possible. But Im so confused. Sometimes he kids and jokes around with me like things are back to normal. Then at others it’s like I don’t exist and he practicully ignores me. Now I don’t know if what I did was right. On one hand I don’t want to injure because I want to show him I can make him proud. But on the other hand since he gave up on me I feel like I have the freedom to do what I want. I’m getting pulled in two directions. I don’t know which to pick because the temptations are great on both sides. It’s like what happens in the poem the road not taken by Robert frost. I see two roads diverge in a wood. But in this case the road less traveled by might be a bad thing.