my broken heart
by Ashley Young
it was 3 weeks before my twin brother and I's 16th birthday when we arrived home from school -our mother in Glasgow and our father was working away in London- to find that our older brother had commited suicide. My brother and I were in shock, I panicked as I seen his lifeless body hanging from the banister continuesly screaming and sobbing as my twin brother cut him down and started CPR. The pain you feel, replaying that very day over and over, the sleepless nights. I just wish it would stop. you can never love someone as much as you can miss them, and oh do I miss my brother. even if this trauma has ruined my family forever and is pushing us apart, I will never stop loving him. Ever.