i had gotten a call on an early Saturday morning from my dad. he had said both my brothers had been in a car reck and nothing else. i fell down crying when my mom had said that my oldest brother Justin had not made it. my other brother Ross was in serious condition and not of thought to survive. i dont remember much of that year. although Ross had become better i never forgot about Justin. not one day has gone by that i dont think of him. its not fair at all and i dont see why it had to be this way.
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