Forgive me

Forgive me

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Age 14:Isaiah had did something he will never forget, something horrible and Isaiah is 14 years old. He sold his little brother for some cold water and some bread. He didn't mean to sell him for good, all Isaiah wanted was to get some fresh water and little bit to eat that's all Age15:at this age Isaiah had a job and was making lots of money.but he's girlfriend always wanted hi to spend time with her. Age 20: at this age Isaiah was young and wild but still thought about his brother, he broke up with his ex and decided to try to get his brother back. On the way to the market Isaiah spotted his brother, Isaiah ran to him, hugging him from behind he scared the mess out of him, Isaiah's brother though it was a thief. Isaiah's brother reached into his pocket for his switch blade and jabbed his brother in the face. Isaiah's brother was about to take off when he saw that the person he just Killed was his brother! Isaiah's last words he had ever said to his brother were please forgive me❤️❤️
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