Gone.....your actually gone. My twin brother jaron is gone. He was hit by a car on march 27 and past away on March 29. I also New he was gone but I didn't want to believe it. Today I had to get out of bed and go to the funeral home, I walk in and there laid my brother. I couldn't believe it. It felt like the other half of my heart was taken away from me. I broke out into tears and fell to the ground. I couldn't stop crying. I am not the type of person to let my feelings out in person. I have always been the strong type but the moment I saw my brother I broke. My mask fell off. The chains to my heart broke. It took 3 people to get me up. My legs were numb and my heart wouldn't stop beating I remember screaming
"wake up. Jaron stop this isnt funny wake up please." But he didnt I tried to fight the three people holding me back but I had to give up. I haven't move any closer to him.
My brother was Cremation what means instead of being buried he was burned. Each big person in his life were ask to take a match and place it on wood and say good bye. I was the last person to go out of 8. That was the hardest thing for me ever to do. I didnt want to say good bye because good bye is such a sad word it makes it sound like you are never going to see the person again, or that you are mad at them.... if a deaf person ever says good bye to you that's means you messed up so instead I said see you later. That will be the last time I talk to my brother for awhile
I love you jaron
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Non-Fiction14 year old Nikki looks fine at least that's what people think. no one knows how she actually feels.