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2day is a very sad day for me. Its the 3rd year anniversary of my brother davids death.... It's so hard rite now. Last nite I was in such a bad mood that I couldn't stand being around anyone at mitp that I just left. Than when I got home I just started crying... I still remember that day like it was yesterday! I had my friend Chelsea over the nite b4. We were up for a while watching Shrek and just doing what girls do. Than my brother got home around 2ish in the morning from Cedar Point. So I talked 2 him for a little but about it and asking what it was like. I had no clue that that would be the last time I ever got 2 talk 2 him... He went 2 the computer and got online while I went 2 my sleeping bag and me and Chelsey went 2 bed. Well the next morning we got up and asked my mom if she would take us 2 go get icecream from vg's. She said sure y not and we left. First we stopped at Sallys hair salon and while my mom bought some stuff she told us 2 walk over 2 vg's since it was rite there. well on the way we ran into a pop machine and decided 2 get a vanilla coke. right when I put the 3rd quarter in I saw my mom running outta Sallys frantically calling our names 2 get into the car.. so I did as I was told. We got in and she was freaking out! She was screaming for me 2 call 911 and I was asking her what happened. "David won't wake up" is what she said... It hit me so hard... I sat there screaming o my God a thousand times and praying that he was ok. So I calld 911 and they asked me if my mom knew cpr and she was just so confused... she said idk idk idk.. so then Davids best friend showed up cus it was his best friends birthday and he wanted 2 spend it with David. He ran in the house and did cpr on David but nothing worked.... than my sister showed up.. She had been up north with her friend Julie and it was so hard for her 2. My brother Nathan just couldnt stop crying.. It was rilly wierd seeing him crying cus he never does. Than Ben just asted like he was ok.. a little tough guy.. so the paramedic went in the house and when I saw him come out I ran up 2 him practifully yelling at him asking if my brother was dead.. but he wouldn't answer me. ofcourse I took the hint.. so we sat there 2gether praying and crying.... my mom covered my eyes as they brought my brothers body out 2 put in the car... It was the saddest day of my life. I was in shock... after the next few days we had tons of food! The funeral was hard... I had 2 sing but I couldn't finish the song.. I just broke down infront of everyone.... I will never forget that week... my life was awful... I just felt everything crashing down... It's so wierd that he would die on his best friends birthday, 9 days b4 NAthans, and 13 days b4 mine. I don't understand it! After that we moved.... It was hard 4 me 2 leave all of my friends behind.. I feel the most bad for Nathan... He was the one who found David. He thought it was his fault that David died. I know it wasn't. It wasn't anyones fault... I miss him soo much... :(