My Cheerleader

I'm sorry for passing day 11 and day 12 posts from March Prompt made by Elizabeth McNair from Life of Lovely. My wi-fi decided it was a good time to be off so I couldn't post any. But I'm back for day 13 so read along! :)

Talking about cheerleader, my sister was one. Okay, that wasn't the cheerleader I was supposed to talk about so I stop here. Who is my supporting system? That would be the better question but I don't think anyone would understand completely with that term.

If my grandfather from my dad's side were still alive, he would be my best cheerleader. He always let me do what I want to do - like giving me plain paper, pencil and candy so I could draw while eating candy - and would do anything in his power to give the best support that I would need.

Another cheerleader is my grandmother from my mom's side. She might be not as spoiling as my grandfather would but she has her own ways to give advise and support that she knew I would need. She was a teacher so she knew how to support me without spoiling me too much.

As strict as they are, my parents are my cheerleaders. They are tough and never compliment me when I don't deserve it. Still, they are very supportive on what I want to do with side lectures here and there but they do it for my own sake.

My friends, they might not look like it but they have their own way to support me. We might joke too far and we might fight along the way but they would support me when I need them to. Guys, if you read this just throw the tissue ball my way :P

Now who is your cheerleader? Let me know in the comment box below :)