About 6mnths ago I lost my brother. We got into an argument about his wife never being home and him always taking care of the kids by himself. She was alot of the reason why he was depressed. He couldve gotten full custody of his two boys because of the way she was. Well they had gotten into a fight and she took the kids and said he would never see them again and left. That same night he called me over to his house. He said he had been lonely and drinking by himself and wanted some company, so I came over. Something was wrong i knew it. At one point he had went into the kitchen, and I thoughy he was just going to get another beer.... Well he came back with a gun. He was pacing around with the gun in his hand and I went to grab the phone to call the police and discovered the phone was pulled out of the wall, jack and everything. I turned around and he had the gun pointed to his head. I kept beggin him OVER AND OVER to put the gun down n telling him that I loved him, that I need him to stay around. I wlked up to him to give him a hug and take the gun away and he shot himself in the head. Blood was all over me, I WAS FREAKING OUT!!! I will never get this picture out of my head. I really havnt talked much about this to anyone. My brother was the only family I had and now Im on my own.
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