In case you all didn't know, today is my birthday. (Well, when i wrote this, it was still Aug 13th, now it's the 14th) 25 years ago today, I made my way into this fascinating, yet dark and mysterious world we call: Earth. Over the years, I have learned a lot about the world around me. I've learn that there is not only evil here, but also good--even when it seems so lost and buried. Now, although today was a pretty good birthday, I'd like to take a moment out of this day to talk about someone I know. Someone that left me too soon.
I don't talk about him much, but now I think it's time to. 25 years ago, my mother gave birth to twin boys--Me and Jeremy. He was born pretty healthy, while I was the one with a lot of health problems. We were born 3 months early, but somehow, Jeremy turned out OK for the most part. However, it seemed like one of us were just destined to leave rather quickly. 2 months after birth, my twin brother sadly passed away. Granted, he had problems, too, but not as bad as mine were. I basically got the crappy end of the stick....