I was sent this forum a few days ago. After a few days of selfsearching and an emotional rollarcoaster, i am able to talk (type) about it. Last weekend my little brother (15) spent the weekend with me as he did most of the summer. He was a good kid , just confused on life and what really matters. He was infatuated with death. Last monday i took him back home so he could go to school the following day. He called me tuesday afternoon stating he took a bunch of pills and this would be the last time we talked. I called pops to find out where he was and let him know what is going on. He wasn't to concerned as he does things to get attention. Wedsnesday i got a phone call that my littlebrother died from heart failure in the hospital around 8:30 am. I was so distraught and shocked just thinking it was a dream. For the next few days i second guessed myself and wondered what i could have done diffrent. I gave him everything he wanted and more love than he could handle. I tried to show him right from wrong. I just wanted a better life for him than what i have had. He absolutly hated where he lived and wanted to live with me. I just couldn't do it right now. I have come to peace with his descion and realized there is nothing i could have done. Once the descion is made it will happen. I couldn't be with him 24/7. I love him and miss him aand one day we will be hanging out again.