This summer in July my older brother passed away he overdosed in his room me and my siblings were fighting with him because of his addiction he had texted my sibling that day he was going to overdoes this time and k word himself us just thinking he’s trying to gaslight us and make us feel bad for what he did we didn’t think much of it he threatened this a lot we didn’t believe him well this time he did it we thought he went missing for days we found him there that day faces in horror shock confusion guilt settled in since that day never been the same nor took anything like that as a joke we still think about this a lot and still have a lot of guilt and hurt and anger in our hearts with nothing but a memory of him his body that night his laugh his smile his kindness he didn’t show it a lot people never saw what we saw in him we saw a older brother that loved so much and had let his childhood bring him down we learned quite a few things that day death guilt, timing and that day I will never forget.