Post by itsjusdylan on May 8, 2014 23:50:24 GMT -6
~Hello SWAT Friends~
As many of you may already know, TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! However, I wanted to include someone special that has the same birthday as me! Most of you don't know who I'm talking about! Enjoy my story!
The wonderful day had happened. I was born! It was the first time my eyes had EVER seen the world. The doctors fixed me up and gave me to my grandma. This was because I was about to become a Big brother! (By 6 minutes to be exact) We looked Perfectly alike! Same eye color, same features. We were twins . However, our health issues was different.
Me and my brother done everything together! Their is not one place that I had went without him going with me! We even picked out a old Oak Tree in the woods were made our tree house. We went there every day! I loved that dude so much! He was not only my brother, he was my best friend! Yes, we did have our ups and downs but that would not come between our bond that we gained over the years.
I came home from school when I was in the 5th grade to see that my brother was in the bed sick. I will admit, I was jealous that he got to miss school and I didn't. I asked him if everything was ok and he said that he has been feeling wore out lately. I figured he had just had a simple cold and so did my mom. 5 days past and he was only getting worse. We decided to go to the doctor. We sate there and sat there for at least 5 hours. I could see the doctor shaking his head in tears after the results returned from the testing that he had done. He came in the room and pulled my mom out of the room.
My mom came back in from a 30 min talk with tears running down on her face. She told us that we weren't going home for a very long time. We all got quite. My brother asked for the reason. She sat him in her lap and sang him to sleep not giving a reason of her statement. Hours passed. The doctor sent us to a Hostpital called St. judes Hospital. As we walked him all I could see was kids that had cancer. I couldn't go 30 feet without seeing a kid with cancer. It was heartbreaking. We came to this room were their was a sofa and a bed. The bed was for my brother. Only then did I realize that he had cancer. My heart tore.
Years passed by a whole lot slower being in that hospital. It was a tough 6 years. I went in there a 9 year old and came out a 15 year old. My brother finally got better. All the doctors said that he had beat the cancer! WE WERE OVER JOYED! My brother still stayed bawled headed for awhile. Then he started to grow it back. Our lives were getting to back normal! We were old but we still went back to that old Oak Tree to hang out. We promised not to show ANYONE our spot.
Well we were finally 16 and still had our bond together. he still went on his annually check ups. Everything was still clear. So one morning I was headed to school and he said he was not feeling good and decided to stay home. I was really mad at him because he said he was going to come to school to help me out with my report. So the last thing I said before I walked out of that door was I HATE YOU! I WISH YOU WOULD GET OUT OF MY LIFE! Then I went to school. My mom was at work and he was home alone.
School was out and I was headed home. I had to walk because my mom wouldn't come home Intel later on. I walked in the house and closed the door and yelled WERE ARE YOU IDIOT! He was not on the couch so I began looking for him. I looked everywhere. The last place to look for him was in his bedroom. I opened the door and seen him ling their On the ground. I ran to him screaming. I called 911 and just went completely blank. My Little brother had died.
Shortly after that I went into a deep dark depression. So did my mom. We were devastated.
I always ask myself why did I have to be like that towards him. Why were the last words I said to him. I regret that soo much.
The reason I am sharing this is because today is our Birthday. Today is the day that I will go to that Oak Tree and visit his grave. I love you little brother and happy Birthday... R.I.P Dylan Pipkin May 9, 1997 - February 3, 2014
The wonderful day had happened. I was born! It was the first time my eyes had EVER seen the world. The doctors fixed me up and gave me to my grandma. This was because I was about to become a Big brother! (By 6 minutes to be exact) We looked Perfectly alike! Same eye color, same features. We were twins . However, our health issues was different.
Me and my brother done everything together! Their is not one place that I had went without him going with me! We even picked out a old Oak Tree in the woods were made our tree house. We went there every day! I loved that dude so much! He was not only my brother, he was my best friend! Yes, we did have our ups and downs but that would not come between our bond that we gained over the years.
I came home from school when I was in the 5th grade to see that my brother was in the bed sick. I will admit, I was jealous that he got to miss school and I didn't. I asked him if everything was ok and he said that he has been feeling wore out lately. I figured he had just had a simple cold and so did my mom. 5 days past and he was only getting worse. We decided to go to the doctor. We sate there and sat there for at least 5 hours. I could see the doctor shaking his head in tears after the results returned from the testing that he had done. He came in the room and pulled my mom out of the room.
My mom came back in from a 30 min talk with tears running down on her face. She told us that we weren't going home for a very long time. We all got quite. My brother asked for the reason. She sat him in her lap and sang him to sleep not giving a reason of her statement. Hours passed. The doctor sent us to a Hostpital called St. judes Hospital. As we walked him all I could see was kids that had cancer. I couldn't go 30 feet without seeing a kid with cancer. It was heartbreaking. We came to this room were their was a sofa and a bed. The bed was for my brother. Only then did I realize that he had cancer. My heart tore.
Years passed by a whole lot slower being in that hospital. It was a tough 6 years. I went in there a 9 year old and came out a 15 year old. My brother finally got better. All the doctors said that he had beat the cancer! WE WERE OVER JOYED! My brother still stayed bawled headed for awhile. Then he started to grow it back. Our lives were getting to back normal! We were old but we still went back to that old Oak Tree to hang out. We promised not to show ANYONE our spot.
Well we were finally 16 and still had our bond together. he still went on his annually check ups. Everything was still clear. So one morning I was headed to school and he said he was not feeling good and decided to stay home. I was really mad at him because he said he was going to come to school to help me out with my report. So the last thing I said before I walked out of that door was I HATE YOU! I WISH YOU WOULD GET OUT OF MY LIFE! Then I went to school. My mom was at work and he was home alone.
School was out and I was headed home. I had to walk because my mom wouldn't come home Intel later on. I walked in the house and closed the door and yelled WERE ARE YOU IDIOT! He was not on the couch so I began looking for him. I looked everywhere. The last place to look for him was in his bedroom. I opened the door and seen him ling their On the ground. I ran to him screaming. I called 911 and just went completely blank. My Little brother had died.
Shortly after that I went into a deep dark depression. So did my mom. We were devastated.
I always ask myself why did I have to be like that towards him. Why were the last words I said to him. I regret that soo much.
The reason I am sharing this is because today is our Birthday. Today is the day that I will go to that Oak Tree and visit his grave. I love you little brother and happy Birthday... R.I.P Dylan Pipkin May 9, 1997 - February 3, 2014