My Brothers
On thanksgiving day I got home at 11 and walked across the street from my apartment to my parents house where my mom and all us kids were going to play WII and stay up all night so we can go shopping in the morning. When i walked through here door we heard a really loud crash that shook the house. My mom and I ran outside and we saw a truck on fire and another car by the side of the road. It was than my mom looked at the ground and saw the bumper and started screaming. The truck was my brothers truck. My brothers both ended up dying..Tommy was 22 and Jeremy was 20. My mom my sister Sharon and I witnessed the entire thing and there was not anything we could do. The fire was to strong to go anywhere near the truck…The reason they died was because the driver of the other car was 3 times over the legal limit and was going 100 mph. He hit Tommys truck square in the gas tank. Tommy died from internal injuries and Jeremy from the fire. Jeremy wasnt my real brother, he was Tommys best friend and one of mine too he was living with us and was over every day since he was 14. But Tommy and I were really close, he was the male version of me and he lived with me in my apartment for a year. I was less than 10 minutes in front of them getting home. Its the worst thing in the world to see your little brothers in a car dying..and not being able to save them..worst feeling ever…
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