Tragedies

Mistakes

When i was only 9 years old my cousin alex was 13 years old. I would go over to his house all the time we where really close. Our family was rough, so we had to stick together. He was in the 7th grade i was in the 3rd grade. He was bullied all the time,severely every day he came home more upset than the last. He constantly thought about and talked about suicide. I always thought he was being melodramatic. Untill this day 4 years ago. I found him in his room laying in his bed. He was a shade of purple i cannot even describe. He was foaming at the mouth and he was making some scary sounds. That is when im stiff. Im in shock. I cant even breathe. As hard as i tried i couldn't move. I slowly felt my face grow heavier and heavier until i suddenly screamed and sobbed uncontrollably loud. His mother (my aunt) raced in to find me holding my cousin, crying screaming swearing to the symbol you call god why he took my cousin away. I prayed and wished he would come back. My aunt instantly called the ambulance. When the ambulance came they had to pull me away from his carcass. When they pulled me away i felt a part of me die. I wish i could've saved him.. I wish i wouldn't have underestimated him. 
| RIP Alex |