Author's Note: In memory of my younger brother whose 4th year death anniversary is today.
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My brother and I were really very close to each other. Since we were little, I have been his sister as well as a teacher. I basically taught him reading, writing, playing, fighting, biking, dating and anything under the sun.
I would say our relationship is like that of Itachi and Sasuke Uchiha. He is like Sasuke who's clingy to me.. Always calling me... Looking for me.. Drawing my attention.. Asking me to teach him many things.
And I am like a female Itachi to him. He would always look up to me and said he wanted to be like me. Or to overcome me. He said I am an obstacle he'd like to overtake and overcome.
As I have accomplished so much at school, he would always follow my path.
But people around us are always comparing his achievements to mine. People knew him as the brother of "me" not as who he is.
He was always crying and spent most of his life being my shadow following my footsteps. I would always comfort him and told him to make his own path. I love him regardless of his achievements.
But he never gave up. He wanted to prove he could do better than me. He was so stressed pushing himself to the edge. That sometimes he could not sleep of too much hardwork.
Until his body broke for lack of rest. He was mentally ill for not sleeping and eating well. This broke my heart and the whole family.
One day while I was at school. He was left with my mom at home under medication. But my mom was busy doing something that she didn't realize my brother was gone.
We went looking for him for a week. I went looking for him like crazy and posted his pictures anywhere. I prayed to God and wished he didn't die.
It was one week past already that I felt tired of looking for him. Until I surrender to God's will and prayed that I am ready to accept whatever his will is. Immediately after I prayed I received a news that he was in the morgue.
I then learned that he was hit by a 10-wheeler truck. The driver brought him to the hospital. He suffered on a coma for a day and died without us knowing.
It's four years ago but still I miss him.. I miss my sparing partner, my student, my confidant, my best friend, my brother.
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