Robert

One day i got a phone call ... i could tell by my mums voice that there was something wrong straight away. She said ''i need to talk to you but i think you should sit down first'' I felt really worried now ... i sat on the edge of the bed and waited for whatever she was going to say. ''Kacey ... robert is dead'' (my step brother) ''what do you mean his dead'' .... i was shocked he was so young still and had his whole life ahead of him, he also had three children that lived with him and looked upto him. He was their dad. was this some sick joke?! would she say ''gotcha'' ....

Robert had began drinking quite sometime ago before that ... after being abused most of his childhood by his father (my stepfather) ... the thing was ... he was still doing it. He had been punched so hard in the face by him once that he broke his jaw. Robert also heard voices and would often talk to himself and shut himself off from the world.

I don't want to go into too much detail but my brother was found dead eight weeks later when they heard a dog yelping and crying. He had been dead in his house for eight weeks over christmas .... no one wondered why he hadn't rang his children to wish them merry christmas, which would have been unusual in the first place. He loved his children so very much and tried his best. His best friend was in that house with him whilst he laid dead for eight weeks ... his dog.

I feel so sad that it got that far .... things could have been so so different!!

RIP Robert <3 x
deadinsideout deadinsideout
31-35, F
Aug 5, 2013