The end...

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As many of you may know, my brother just moved in with my a few days ago. I thought this was a grand new adventure that the two of use (we have anlways been close) were embarking on together. My brother just overdosed on Monday. He came home apoligizing and slurring like crazy. He said he was so sorry and that he loved me. I told him it was okay. That it would just get out of his system and he could start fresh. He laid down on my floor in the kitchen and I went to bed. Thinking he would just sleep of the effects of his drug. As I went to sleep I could hear him making noises, but I thought it was just a noise that someone on heroin does. In the morning I realized my mistake way too late and I am totally... mom says we new is was coming anyhow. I didn't though. I truely thought he would pull through a just 'rough' patch in his life. And I feel like I took that chance from him. Well, it might be a little while before I post again. Considering life's circumstances.