my brother died 1 year, 4 months, and 2 days ago=(!!! he was my best friend in the whole world! me and him were hanging out like always and we were walking on the rail road tracks laughing at each other and just bein stupid teenagers! people said it wasnt normal-the way we got along with each other! but we almost never fought! and we didnt have any secrets! we couldve been combined in the body and mind and not have been closer- and we were just walkin down the railroad tracks, when i took out my ipod and we started listening to our favorite song….My Girl, and we were singing, when we heard the car horn…my brother, Seth, had been in some trouble with these tuff guys at school, they had been bein mean to one of Seth’s friends, and so Seth stuck up for him and the tuff guys said they would get seth back=(!!! they got out of the car and seth took the ear peice out of his ear, and pushed me down on the tracks(to protect me i guess) and i hit my head on the tracks and could feel the blood running down my face but i still tried to get up, but by the time i had gotten on my knees(screaming stop and please and seth and god!!!) they had shot my best friend! they shot him in the stomach, he had fallen beside me, they jumped in the car forgetting all about me, and drove off. i slid over to seth bein hysterical, and i grabbed his hand, he looked at me and said(ill never forget this),”I love you! im so sorry that i have to leave you, just promise me that youll be a good person and live forever.” i cried but could manage,”I love you too! and i promise! Seth dont leave me! i cant make it alone!” he said with his last breath,”You wont be alone sweets, ill always be with you.” then right there in my arms, covered in blood out by the railroad tracks, my best friend, my brother, and the only person i have come to love, died! i didnt have my phone and we werent around any stores, the rail road was way out of town,and was our little spot! so we just sat there until a 4wheeler came by and saw us, called 911, and the next thing i know, im waking up in a hospital bed with a bandage on my head, and my mom is on my bed crying and there are police officers all in my room, talking to my dad and talking to the nurses…!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
they found the guys who killed Seth, and they are all in prison now, i got to see them in court, and my blood boiled. after we left the court room, i had to go to the crazy house for a month or so!
now im doing like my brother said, and im living forever! i go to the railroad tracks all the time and just cry my eyes out, i go to Seths grave all the time! i dont take my anger out on anything but my songs! i sing now all for seth! i love you bubba! bye
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I have a younger brother and a older brother and a older sister. My older brother and sister are half as in we have the same dad. When I was only 2 or 3 my parents split and of coarse my older siblings were dads and I ended up with my mom. I saw them a few times up until I was probably 8 years old and I havn’t seen them since except just recently my brother added me on Myspace and probably a year ago my sister added me.
brownsugarbear01 Will always have goals.
We had him for a whole week, along with his immediate family. I took enough photos of him and we bonded again like he’d never left.
brownsugarbear01 Will always have goals.
He’s arriving this week, so I’m looking forward to it, plus I plan to videotape the wedding, so I’ll record him and his family too, with photos.
brownsugarbear01 Will always have goals.
My older brother is coming to town, after 8 years of being away. Should be a good reunion!
My brother passed away this January, after fighting cancer [Ewings Sarcoma] for 2+ years.
Someday, I will.
The picture is my family, when my brother got his wish for a drumset from the Children’s Wish Foundation.
He’s four years younger than me, floating around somewhere in California with my mother and (ugh) wanna-be Step-dad. I haven’t seen him in some three or so years, I think. I have a pretty good feeling that either the Step-father killed them or they were killed/died somehow else. My family is so… un-family… but I love my brother. I wish I could see him, if just one more time, and apologize, for not being the big Sissy that he always looked up to. God, I love him. I wish my mother hadn’t stayed with that monster of a man, though. She has a bad taste in men… like my biological father… Ugh!
My brother passed away from a rare cancer, ok I’m not sure if we can even say its from cancer anymore since he had surgery and it was supposed to be all removed. Few weeks later he had pneumonia.
His lungs started to get really stiff and he could not breath on his own. They put him in a coma and he had a ventalater
in his neck. He laid there for 3 weeks before we let him go..
He was getting worse and it was harder and harder to go see him everyday. I am so angry that this happened to him, he was sick for 2 years and no one knew. Not even him till it was too late!
I wish to see him again!
01.30.07
