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once upon a time, there was a boy. a lot of people liked him. he was VERY likeabl.e. everyone thought he was perfect. so put together. like a finished puzzle. but that was just it. he was a puzzle, one with millions of pieces. one day he was there, joking with his friends. the next day he didn't show. he wasn't there the next day either. or the next. or the next. it was as if he had dropped off the face of the earth and i knew why. the following Monday there was a photograph of the boy i thought i knew so well in the newspaper by the front page story. the headline read: TEEN BOY FOUND DEAD ON FLOOR OF WAREHOUSE, GUN IN HAND the boy that so many thought had no flaw had killed himself. and i felt the worst, because i knew that i would
never see my brother again.
awesome1 added this comment 2009-02-01 17:26:14-06:00
don't worry, my bro didn't actually die.
awesome1 added this comment 2009-02-01 17:26:14-06:00
don't worry, my bro didn't actually die.