I'm a mess right now. I've no words really to express how distraught I am. My little brother, almost 11 years old, just decided that life is not worth it and suicide would be his answer. He told me his life had no point and I asked him to come over and talk about it. By the time my older brother got there to pick him up, he'd shot himself. 4 months shy of his 11th birthday. His foster parents never went to check on him after hearing the shot. My older brother found him in a pool of blood on the bathroom floor. How he made it through that I do not know. He's in emergency surgery right now and I'm freaking out. My brother keeps calling with updates, but I'm scared I'm going to get that dreaded call.