There are few people who you know for your whole life,
For as long as you can remember.
Those include your parents, maybe one friend, and your siblings.
If you are fortunate enough to have all three thus far,
I envy you.
However,
Parents will eventually die.
And that one friend is just so hard to find.
But siblings.
Siblings are the friends that never stuck around,
Siblings are the parents when your parents were not around,
Siblings are the ones who have been there since birth,
And will one day grow old with you.
But...
When you lose a sibling,
When your sibling dies,
When your sibling has been murdered by a senseless act of violence,
What then?
Who will be there when your parents have died,
And you were not fortunate enough to find that one friend,
Who will be left?
...
Losing a sibling is not the same as losing a parent,
It is not the same as losing a friend,
It is just not the same,
And I hope that you will never know that feeling.
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