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‘Your brother is dead. Pick up the phone!’ That was the text my sister sent me. I was studying at the time, thinking I was too busy to chat.’ Brother loses twin to tragic heroin addiction

“During his funeral, one of our friends approached me. ‘Your brother really loved you, you know that?’ I said, ‘Yeah I know.’ He continued, ‘One time I told him I was gonna hang out with you. He got really angry. He told me I better watch my back, and that he’d kill me if I got you to start using, too.’ I almost cried right there.”

‘Miss, I have your father’s autopsy results,’ the coroner said. ‘He felt absolutely nothing.’ I quickly asked, ‘It wasn’t an overdose?!’ ‘No drugs were detected, ma’am.’ I cried hysterically.’

“‘We can’t reach him,’ he said. My grandpa was at my dad’s apartment trying to get in. Police arrived. ‘Do we have permission to break in?’ The officer kicked the door down. ‘Dad!,’ my sister screamed. A police officer held our grandpa back. ‘Dana wake him up, get him up!’ All she could say was, ‘Grandpa, I am so sorry.'”

‘You’re an angel,’ he said to me after a night of being told I was worthless. The sun started to shine through the window, it reeked of booze and I had yet to sleep. I wanted to be that ‘angel.’

“My grandma passed away, and everything came crumbling down around me. I was alone. I needed him more than anything now. I needed his support, I needed him to hold me and listen to the speech I had prepared for her funeral. Instead, he did the exact opposite. ‘I need space,’ he said. SPACE?!”

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