My brother was born on this glorious day!
I know what you're thinking,
and the answer is, Yes. I do have a brother.
He died a month after he was born.
I never tell anyone this because i dont
feel it is necessary. I mean i dont want
anyone feeling sorry for me because
it really isn't a big deal. I was the only one in
the family not to have known him which is
the only thing that truly bothers me.
It was so weird, this was the first time
i have ever forgotten his birthday.
When i got home my mom was talking to
my sister and they were talking about it.
I usually call my mom to cheer her up
because this is a really hard day for her.
So i felt so bad when i failed to remember
this morning.
But anyways, I wish you the best birthday bro!
i hope that heaven is treating you nicely:).
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