Simon

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Flashback

He was only 5 years old. I was 13. I had been with some friends as he had to go home. I sent him away. When I was heading home, I saw my little brother Simon lying on the sidewalk.

Jaden: "Hey Simon. What are you doing lying on the floor? You'll get dirty."

He didn't move or answer, that's when I began to worry. I ran to him and saw it. Blood. A lot of it. Simon's small body, leaking blood.

Jaden: "No. Simon! Wake up buddy! Come on! We gotta go home!"

He didn't move. His dull eyes filled with dry tears.

Jaden: "Help! Someone please! Help!"

I yelled at the top of my lungs as tears began to run down my cheeks. People around began to crowed as they whispered amongst themselves, a few calling the ambulance.

???: "Joshua!"

I looked up to see my Aunt Red. She looked down to see me covered in my brothers blood. Her emore.began to water as well.

Red: "No!"

She reached for her phone and called my mother, no doubt.

Red: "Gina! Its Simon. He's been shot. He's dead!"

I could hear my mothers screams as my father came on the line. My other half could hear it all as I just clung to my little brother's body.

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