The morning he committed suicide was the day my life would be completely messed up from then on. only thing i heard was banging. loud horrifying banging on the door, thought someone was trying to break in. when my mom and i got to the door, it was a friend of my brothers. he kept on saying, “it’s bad, it’s bad, you need to get out to the barn it’s BAD.” my mom told me to go get my brother because he was acting crazy, and when i got to his room, he wasn’t there. it was empty. when i got back mom had changed her clothes and was going outside. when she entered the barn all i heard was screams, and right then i knew that he had committed suicide and that he was gone, FOREVER.