I was the reason he was dead. It was all my fault. Those were the thoughts going through my head as I heard the police sirens approaching my house. I don't know what happened, all I know is that he scared me and next thing I know hes dead, lying on the kitchen floor.
As the sirens got closer my guilt got the best of me. I screamed and hit myself, my tears were choking me. I collapsed by his side, my brothers side. Blue and red lights surrounded me. It was my fault.
