A few years ago I was at my brothers house. I was looking for something, I forget what, but he told me it might be in the closet. I headed down the hall way to the closet he pointed out. Just before I opened that closet door he came running and said to not open that closet door. With that, I had to. I swung it opened quick, and there it was, My brother had hidden in the closet his entire life, he was in denial, and still is today. What I saw that day made cold chills run down my spine, Its a vision I can never get over, At one time I thought I might need therapy. He tried to make excuses, but I knew it was just words. My brother had a closet full of hats and clothes that had Louisville Cardinal all over them, his closet was solid red. I was lost for words, Even today he is in denial, I have never spoke of that awful day since. Oh the shame of it. I must stop here, It was like a night mare that never ends.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 01:24:48 +0000
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