Shit Happens
Last night my little brother, Josh, died. He's not my brother by blood, but from the time he was five he's been my little brother. All he was doing was trying to make a good life for himself. He was electrocuted in welding class. All i can think about is how fun and full of life he was. No matter what, he'd put on a smile. All I can remember is him making me laugh, or him doing crazy shit with my younger brother, David. David's taking it the hardest in the family. David was actually supposed to be in that class with him and they were partners as well, but yesterday also happened to be David's 18th birthday and he decided not to go to class. If he had been there, he would have tried to save Josh by pulling him away from the machine. But 110,000 volts is just enough to kill you, but not strong enough to knock you back.
Me and my mom and my dad and Shey all went straight to the hospital. My dad is a RN in the emergency room so he went right on back. I had to see him. He was on the bed, all the tubes sticking out of him were just hanging there, useless. I held his hand and prayed to god that he was there with him. I kissed him on the forehead and said "I love you, Josh. Goodbye." Then I had to run away from it. I ran straight out into the lobby and shey was waiting at the doors to catch me. He just held me while I sobbed. God I'm gonna miss that boy.
I've never seen my dad cry in my entire life, and even he couldn't hold it back. He was one of us. He spent every christmas with us. He loved us.
Me and my mom and my dad and Shey all went straight to the hospital. My dad is a RN in the emergency room so he went right on back. I had to see him. He was on the bed, all the tubes sticking out of him were just hanging there, useless. I held his hand and prayed to god that he was there with him. I kissed him on the forehead and said "I love you, Josh. Goodbye." Then I had to run away from it. I ran straight out into the lobby and shey was waiting at the doors to catch me. He just held me while I sobbed. God I'm gonna miss that boy.
I've never seen my dad cry in my entire life, and even he couldn't hold it back. He was one of us. He spent every christmas with us. He loved us.