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So today is like the last day of my subscription, but that doesn't matter at the moment.

I found out some things. It was horrible things. My mother and my brother were fighting once again and maybe even the last time. Their voices would always erupt through the walls. And when I heard the words of my brother I always though it was over exzaggerant or just filled with anger. Now I find that this cruel, cruel person is acutally in more pain then anyone realizes. He is hurt, broken and doesn't have an options. His mother has turned him away. His father has tried to give him hope.. And I just left him in the dust, trying to avoid the fight..

Now I hear these words that are wrenching at my heart. The pain lacing through each word bringing forth my tears and I wish I could help. I truely wish I do.. But what can I do? What can I do for this man who has fallen to the ground and is beaten up everyday like a dog? He is homeless. He is starving. No one will take him into their arms just to spare him just a little comfort. He pleads and asks his mother to help, but she only makes it worse. Nothing will help him... Nothing..

And here I cry. Afriad of the sides, afraid of what to do. The truth has been said. I am forced to choose and when the betrayal is made, I can never turn back to who I was. I love my family. But that love has been twisted and played with to long. My family is fading. And I'm caught in this war... I will go to my brother.. But what is the price to be made...?

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