My Brother Died

Date: 11/3/2016

My brother came home early from the military, but no one knew. He walked in to the house and a fridge fell from the ceiling and crushed him. Somehow the impact caused his arms and legs to fall off. So that's what I came home to after school and I started crying. My dad was already there sitting on the couch and he told me to take my brothers body and bury it in the woods. I didn't want to and I cried even more but he threatened to throw me down the stairs so I wrapped up my brothers body in a large blanket and went into the forest by my house to bury him. That somehow led to me being chased by a pack of hungry wolves and although I didn't want to give up on my brothers body I knew that I had no choice so I threw his body at the wolves and they ate him. I ran home after that.