Every time I open my note book I don't know what to say. Like the way I am right know I wish I can say all the happy memories big sis, you and I had, but theres too many and anyways I always cry.
Evey day I try to go on, but the thought of you being gone is always on my mind.
We been though hell with out you. Mom is not her self she can't hardly sleep and she's always in pain. and big sis tried to hurt her self, even our nephew didn't know you that long and he remembers you and miss you. and as for me I stay quite and I don't trust anyone any more.
Losing you was like a sore that never gos way even if you covered it up it's there bleeding more and more. but what hurts the most to me is I never told you how much I cared that you were my brother and how much I loved you. So in this last letter I write to you I would like to say I miss you and I wish you were here.