Some people think that my brother is a very bad boy. But he isn´t they just don´t know all the good sides of him. But I know that he is very nice boy, and I know that because he is my twin brother. He has always been a nice guy; he always came home from school and told how good the day was. He was always happy and in a very kind mood.
When we got 16 years old, we moved to another town far away from where we used to live, because of something with my father’s job. We got new class mates, and it all went good, or we thought it was good. My brother wasn´t the same person and he and he were never home, only when he was going to sleep. We didn´t know what was wrong with him, and he said that he just got a very good friend that he went to see all the time. My parents thought it was right what he said to them, but I could feel that something was wrong – very wrong! I decided to find out what he was doing, but it was hard to find him because I had no idea where to look. One day I saw him in an alley behind the market. I went over to him and he got very angry. He said that I should go, but I would know what was going on. He promised me that if I get away, he would tell me what he was doing when he came home. Of some weird reason I trusted him, and went home. He came home in the night, and told me everything. I was shocked; he said that he was working for some drug dealers. He said that he has been working for them for almost 1 year, and that he was very sad about what he was doing, and he didn´t want to do it anymore. He told me that he would have stopped for a half year ago, but the dealers threatened him and said they would kill him, if he stopped or said something to anyone. So I promised him that I wouldn´t say it to anyone. I also promised him that I would help him find a way to get out of it. My head was filled up with thoughts of what he was doing at the second, and I was thinking at school, at home, and at the night, how I should get my brother out of it. One day I came up at an idea. I remembered that my brother told me, that he was the one who arranged meetings with the one who should buy the drugs. I suddenly called my brother and said that he should come home. I told that he could arrange a meeting with the police, and then say to the dealers that they have to go with him because it was a big meeting with a lot of moneys. And then say to the police that he was forced in to the gang. Then we taped when I was saying that he should help them or he would be killed, as I was them, and then I edit it on the computer to a man’s voice, then he could give it to the police, and say that it was the dealers he has taped. I hoped that my computer talent would work, and I was sitting home, waiting for a call from my brother. 3 hours later my brother called, and he said that the dealers got arrested, but my brother also got arrested, and should stay in prison for one month. But he was very happy that it all was over, and he in one month could go home to his normal teenage live. One month later he went out of the prison, and we were all happy to have him back home. As I was saying in the beginning he is a nice guy, and I am very glad to have my brother and my best friend home again!
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