Date: 1/23/2017

By maddyrt

I was at school, in my Social Studies class, when Mr Smith came in and asked to see me. He took me out of class and to his office, when Mr Vobeyda and a police officer sat. From there, they had me sit down on the couch, and the police officer broke the news that both my brothers had been killed. From there it was my suffering until I finally killed myself, not three months later.