My brother, the one I used to know before he did drugs and smoked weed. He used to be the goody two shoes my mother and father loved, but when they passed away he moved on, forgot who he was started cutting himself. He forgot that life moves on, and I guess this is his way of moving on.... Well I don't like it! He could end up dying and I love him too much to let that happen. I will go to my full expense to keep him safe even if it means sacrificing myself.