Thus I was considered as a reliable man inside the family. I couldn’t sleep for many weeks, I always had the image of my brother and I wish if he was still alive, but we can’t change the reality .Every day for the past nearly fourteen years, then has been a kind of gift. I accept all …show more content…
The person who was proud of him, everyone knows what I talked about. I loved him a lot and I didn 't want to see him died. My family and I believe in God a lot and today we continue in this life. It was sad but God helped us to overcome obstacles. After we moved, we started new life after the government fixed our old grandfather house. Every Friday we pray for my older brother because he died on that day. By the summer, I had rearranged the structure of my life, as my family’s hard situation progressed and it became increasingly incapacitated, they depended on me inside the house. I started again the school with a fresh motivation, I promised myself to be a successful person, I studied hard even I faced many difficulties but didn’t mean I had stooped. I remembered my brother said “never defeated”. I really almost lost my childhood as a kid, from that time I didn’t have any friend, I went directly from the school via the house. Our financial situation influenced us to work hard but with still