I remember if perfectly

I cried and cried for what felt like an eternity. My brother, the one and only one who was always there for me, was gone.
I dropped down to my knees the second my mom told me tears swelling in her eyes.
i couldn't take it I just couldn't he was my every thing the only reason I'm alive the only reason why I would even try and he was gone.
I ran. Ran till my feet couldn't carry me anymore and I just dropped to the ground in a fit of sobs. I curled up into a ball while the wet grass sticked to my face. I stayed like that for hours until some one came by telling me to get off their yard
no one seemed to care there was a teenage girl bawling. Nope just that she was on their yard. I stood back up my eyes red and puffy and tear stained cheeks and walked to the park. I didn't have the energy to run. I didn't have the energy to cry. I didn't have the energy to do anything but walk. I walked to the park and climbed a tree. I climbed so high it seemed people where ants. Something's I feel like a monkey. Just climb trees and sit. I relax that way it calms me down just to look out above every thing. It makes me feel like a have at least a little power even when I'm nothing it makes me feel better. I sat there thinking for a long time before I fell into another pit of sobs almost making me fall from the tree.
Why would this happen?
he was my everything and now he's gone
i have nothing
nothing anymore
i lost my world


everything after that was terrible. My mother fell into a deep depression and my father had gotten some really bad anger issues but they both try to hide it with drinking.... A lot. I miss our family the way it was before we where happy. I was happy
John was what kept us sane..

Notes

HELLO I am a person and sorry this is really short it is kind of just an opening but I really hope I get subscriber and that you all like the story... Please comment and give me feed back