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Fear not Brother


As i was freezing cold while i sped down the hill

I felt the icy wind come to a stop while I was screaming of being in shock. 

As I ran To the other side I could hear the screams and cries of my brother.

As I turned around I could feel the blood dripping down my face as I stared at my brother.

He was in so much agony. 

As I ran back to him I felt the wetness of several tears stream down my face.

Once i Got to my brother I could feel the coldness and misery he was in. 

I felt my mothers tears and raging anger as she cuddles my brother while we went up the hill.

I could hear the screaming wails of the ambulance coming.

As I felt the wetness of the tears yet stream down my face, the warmth of my grandpa holding me was nice.

I could feel the fridged cold hands of his wiping away the tears while I cuddled into the warmth of the car.

As I waved goodbye to my mother before she hopped into the ambulance with my brother, I could see the redness and wetness around her eyes

 
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