Well, we got some bad news from where I am right now and it's serious. A boy named Brandon who lives in our town, age 10, died of a brain tumor two days ago. It's really heart-breaking because our school tried everything we could to make his short life very happy. He has two siblings that go to our school and they loved Brandon very much.
When the docter said that he only had 24 hours left to live, I felt empty inside after his sister told me something like that. She then started to cry and all I could do was just hug her. I also felt tears coming out but tried to be strong for her.
Brandon died at 5:04 a.m., only at age 10, and his sister or brother didn't come to school that day. Coming back home, their was a funeral at the church I lived close by and my mother asked me if I wanted to go. I said no because it was too much and I didn't want to see an innocent young boy laying in a coffin. I would have cried after that.
The next day, his sister told what happened. Brandon couldn't talk that much, so a Priest came by and told him that if you hold someone's two fingers really tight, that meant 'I love you'. Brandon held on to his sister's two fingers forever and than kissed her cheek. She said her final good-byes and went to sleeping crying. In the morning, her mother say that Brandon had died, but he looked very peaceful and there was a there was a huge smile on his facing indicating that all of his pains are gone and he can now rest in peace.
I cried really hard after she told me the story and regretted not going to the church. Brandon didn't deserve this, he was a strong and kind boy with hopes and dreams. But Brandon always had friends and family to support him and he did have a wonderful life.
Our motto for him used to be 'Stay Strong Brandon', but now that he's gone we say 'You're in a Better Place Brandon'. Rest in peace and never forget about us.
i can sympathise, i know how all of that feels
P-p-poor Brandon*crys*He's to young!
Awww that's sad! I hope Brandon is living in peace!