learned as a child

i was 10 years old when i went threw a really F***ed up situation. My brother was murderd when he was 14 years old. It was gang related and they never found who shot him they didnt do there job right. Clues of his murder where everywhere but i guess he was just another 14 year old latino in a cops point of view but in reality he was a child who was a mothers son who was trying to succeed in life who was the back bone to our family. He past away on mothers day, 5-10-2000. My brothers death made a big hole in our family and now our family is not the same. Its going to be 8 years since he past away and its gone by so fast . But he isnt forgotten at all we always talk about him and we visit him alot. He might not be here with us to lecture us and tell us what is right and wrong but he made everyone open there eyes and see that a gangs life isnt safe and it isnt the way to go because life is to short to claim a street that isnt even yours or kill someone for the worng reasons or live your life as a follower. I know he is looking down on me and he smiling even though i make wrong choices sometimes but he is always there to guide me to right. Thats how i learned a well learned leasson. "LIFE IS TO SHORT"