this is like the only website I can post something and not be judged so here we go. I miss my brother so much. Everyone tells me how proud he’d be if he was still alive, and how he’d be with me all the time. But I want him here with ME. God has a plan for everyone, but what’s my plan? Why’d he take my brother away. Because now I feel so alone when my parents are at work. I’m always surrounded by friends yet I still feel alone without him here. I feel like there’s just a part of me missing where I am. I hate the feeling of loosing someone you love in your life. It is so terrible and tragic and no one gets it. People realize it for a week, then it fades from them. For me, it’s an every day thing. I’m happy most of the time. I never tell people what’s going on, because I feel like i’m dragging them a long with me, and that’s not who I want to be. I have the best memories with people, I just wish my brother was along with me supporting me like everyone else is.
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