Sinking, Drowning.

prologue

If you drink to much water you'll die, and if you live without water you will still die.

Water can either drown you or left you in drought, always drink right amount only.

I have always read in books, watched in movies, or heard in the radio that everything and anything can either hurt you or keep you. My mom always told me that always follow what is right, but what if I can't follow it? What if my heart have been broken to thousand pieces? Which piece will I follow? My father have told me that you don't have to be sorry for whatever you do, but what if it was my fault? My mistake? My friends have always told me to forget about things and just live in the moment, but what if I can't? What if I'm still here dwelling about things I don't know if it matters anymore?

I just want to love in nothing but with happiness, I just want to be free, but in this moment, I feel like I'm a prisoner, waiting to go out of the jail and just to be judged for a crime I was blamed to.

Now let me tell you a story, a story that only a numbered people have heard, a tragic story that happened in my life, a story that is behind every pain and guilt I have.

My brother drowned because of me.