I was in this program a couple years ago, Every 15 Minutes. Every 15 Minutes, a student dies from an alcohol related accident. The whole program was very draining. Mostly, emotionally. Like for this note, they said to write a letter to a family member. So i thought it would be chill. A little "Im sorry for this and this and this. blah blah" but no. the lady said to think of the most important thing or person to me. first thought, Hunter my brother. then she gave some things to think bout then calmly said "now write". grr. i cried writing it. THEN i had to read it to the whole senior and junior classes the next day. Which i was cool with, until the girl in front of me read hers. then i was set up to cry again. I cried writing it, i cried reading it, and ill prolly cry typing it. but here was my letter.

Dear Hunter(Already put in for us)Every 15 minutes someone in the US dies or is seriously injured in an alcohol related accident. Today I died.(What I wrote)I am so sorry bud. I never meant to do this to you. You are the one I care for the most in the world. I love mom, dad, and our family, but I really love you buddy. If anything affects you, it affects me as well. We fight and argue like normal brothers, but if I do hurt you, I feel like I hurt myself worse for allowing that to happen. Mom and dad yelling at me or grounding me doesn't compare to the anguish thats already there. I'm sorry I won't be there to hurt you anymore. I'm sorry I wont be there to hurt for you anymore.You know I love soccer. I was proud that you played. Not as happy when you went to football, but at least you came back to the real futbol. I love practicing with you, and oops, occasionally breaking things. But it was fun and things can be replaced. I'm proud I got to coach you. I always boasted how you were one of my star players. When you did something awesome, or something we worked on, I wanted to scream "Go HUNTER!" I'm so proud of you. I am so sorry I can no longer help or watch you grow as a player. Even more so as a person, as a man. You are a great person and brother buddy. I love you so much. I'm sorry I wasn't perfect, you were perfect to me. You are perfect to me. 

I love you always

Bubba

I could barely stand to look up at my little brother after I read this to the crowd. He was right there, but i couldnt look at him. What if he was crying? I wouldve lost it totally. A good friend of mine later told me that his brother was killed because of some1 under the influence. He said that he didnt see or hear me. He saw and heard his brother talkin to him. Just that right there, just that, made me really feel like this was all worth it.