My brother.

I will never forget you.

When Gilbert and I arived home he seemed highly upset from the meeting. I looked at him a rustled his hair.
"Vest do you think people will...forget about me?" he sulked.
I turned aroung suprised and I saw he was on the edge of crying. I've never seen my brother cry, but when I saw a hot tear roll down his face I was suddenly misreble. I pulled him close and hugged him tight; he clung to my shirt and sobbed into my shirt.
"Forget you? No such thing. If I forgot you I vould never forgive myself". I softly wisperd in his ear. He now sobbed harder and he clung a little tigter.
"Ich liebe dich mein kleiner buder." he sobbed
Then I started to cry and I kissed him on the forhead.
It brought back memories, when I was little and came to him crying I stood their and held him all night long not wanting to let him go.