The three brothers.

I had two brothers, well I HAVE two brothers.
I am the smallest of the all, the little sister. I'm 11.
Then there's the middle brother. He's 17.
And finally, the biggest one. He's 28.

The middle brother (Adrian), lives in my house, with my mom, and me.
He's going to be in 12th grade this year, when vacations end.
He likes to smoke pot (a.k.a Mariguana, Maria, Weed).
He is usually inside the house, in the Xbox.
Sometimes he goes outside.
And he also teaches me something new.

The biggest brother (Jaime), lives back at the country I was born, Spain.
He has girlfriend, he once was going to become a priest.
He sometimes drinks alcohol.
He doesn't smoke weed.
He's nice sometimes.
He came visit me at the United States this summer.
I don't really know him that much, but he has a close bond with my middle brother.

They both were born Cuban, I was born in Spain.
My family is from Cuba, my cousin is from the United States, and another cousin is from Russia.
Some cousins are also from Brasil.
Yeah, our family is everywhere.