Hi. My name is [NAVN A] and I’m 15 years old. I lived with my parents and my two older brothers. We used to be just like every other family. We had a nice house, we weren’t rich but we were definitely not poor either. We travelled every year and we all had a great time. My dad travelled about 12 times at one year, and they were all in a whole week or for a longer time, but it was okay, it was his job. My mom was a nurse, and she was really good, she didn’t work as much as my dad did, so she was way more home than he ever was. My oldest brother was 21 and finished gymnasium for two years ago. He had been working and then he travelled out in the world. He wanted to study Chinese after this summer. My youngest brother was 18 and almost done with gymnasium. He had a lovely girlfriend, who also was in his gymnasium class.
And the reason why I’m writing them all in past, is because they aren’t here anymore. They are all gone. But I like to believe that they are a better place now, and will be safe forever. I wish they just had taken me with them. Now I need to deal with all this guilt and miss. And I can’t handle the pain anymore.
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