Personal Narrative: My Brother's Heart Broken

Brother’s Heart Broken Everybody leaves this Earth, but I never thought my dad would be so soon. My brother and I was any typical brother and sister bond. Quan was the youngest of he and I. I loved having a younger brother that I can boss around and blame things on. But when it came to him I could bully and make fun of him nobody else because if they did they would have to deal with his big sister. Yeah, I was shorter them him, but I was the big sister. Before Quan was born it was just my dad, mother and I then my brother came along, and we were a big happy family. Of course, we weren’t perfect, but I was happy that I had a sibling to play with. I was hoping my mother would have another baby girl, but I got a brother instead, I was really

I received a devastating call from my mother on her way home crying and her saying “He gone.” I couldn’t hear anything my mother was saying so I started yelling like “Mom you have to calm down I can’t hear you.” She said back to me so clear and I thought I was dreaming when she said, “Your dad is gone Tay call your aunt now.” I instantly fell to the floor and cried to where my sister was calling, and I couldn’t talk because I was so hurt. I called my aunt because I thought it was some mistake but when my aunt picked that phone up and was crying and I was screaming her name and she wasn’t answering I knew that it was true, so I hung up with her and just kept crying I couldn’t control it. My sister called back because I had hung up with her, she kept saying breath please I took a deep breath and told her what happen, and she told me she was on her way. I heard the front door of the house open and seen my mother all I could do was run to her and continue crying we held each other for about an hour till we realize we had to go get my brother. When she said that I knew this situation wasn’t going to get any better only worse. I got my self together and went to get my brother from school. He kept asking what was wrong because I was so quiet and wanted to hold his hand. He likes “You never quiet when we around each other” I just kept saying nothing I’m just not feeling good. When we got home we went in my mother room and