Submission 177

To my younger brother,

As the days go on, I continuously wonder why. Why did you have to feel the way that you did? Why am I left mourning the loss of somebody who was meant to grow older than me? Everybody says that pain lessons with time, and that everything happens for a reason, but what if that’s not true? The days get harder, and frankly, there should never be a “happening for a reason” in a situation like yours.

17 years old is far too young.

I wish everyday you knew how loved you were, and I wish I followed up with you the next day to check in on you.
I obsess over your last hours and only hope you felt no pain or sadness..I so badly hope you went peacefully.
Wherever you are, I hope you no longer feel pain.

I miss you more than anything feeling or words will ever begin to say.

Love,
Your big sister