On Monday March 28th , I was bugging my niece to come pick up the half n half money I won from a hockey raffle , it was around 1030 am I decided to just go by my brothers house because I knew she was there, I knocked once and just let myself in , I yelled hello ! And to my surprise I heard my brothers voice, he yelled "LOSER" something we always called each other , I wasn't expecting him to be there because I knew he's been working away in NYC so I hadn't actually seen him since Christmas ! We had texted in between but he was such a busy man I never knew when he was home... I peeked around the corner so I can see him, he was sitting on his bed with his back towards me looking at some papers ( he had just got out of the shower ) I never got to see his face that day but I said where's that brat she has my money , he said their sleeping ! Good luck tryna wake them up they don't get up until noon ! So I went downstairs and jumped in between my 2 nieces , and tickled their feet , my older niece ( Rachel ) got mad at me and yelled it's upstairs !! I actually never heard her yell so I really pissed her off LOL.... I was like whoa ok ! So I went back upstairs and seen the door was closed , so I just left ... A Minute later , my brother texted me and said "what the hell take your money and run " so we texted a bit and said we would meet up soon .... That was the last text, I look at it everyday, I think if that message ever got deleted I would loose my mind... When the most devastating news came , when I went back to my brothers on that awful day of the 30 th , I sat myself on the floor in front of his room and pictured him there. for a few hours I did that , I miss him so much my heart aches , I just want to text him and see him , to me he is still just away working ... I think my denial of it all helps me get through the day.