Novemeber the 6th a tradgedy was upon me. Taking hold of me as though I were a row boat in a hurricane out in the ocean. It grasped it's hand over the heart of my ship and ripped it out, letting me sink. Letting me slowly waste away in the darkness of the vast waters of the Atlantic. So dark, so cold. Leaving me alone, none to find what was left of my poor dinghy, none to find what was left of me. Heartless, shipless, all I could do was drift upon the waters. Drift to, from, and in school. Letting my mind wonder is it going to be ok? Will he live, will he die, will I survive what will happen to him? No news, no reports as I drift from school to old friends. Little talk, more emptyness inside me. Aprroaching home, he's not there. Gone, away, dead. No longer is he with me, no longer do I have him. I wish, pray, no mercy for me. No mercy for the man without his heart, or without his favorite brother.

Rememberance: To my most favorite brother, my Bubby.