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I will not kill him.
I will not kill him. Ever. That is a promise. I have never in my life made a promise I have know I could stick too. But this time I know I can.
He is my life. The one that keeps me going. Whenever I feel like life is hell, and I just want to die, I think of him.
Sam, my little brother. Sammy. I'd rather die myself then kill him. Because if I kill him there is nothing left to hold on to. He is one of the few things I know is still good in this world. In any world.
I must admit that when mom and dad first told me that there would be another child in the house I hated that. But when I first saw him and he held my finger so strong, I knew that I would always protect him. My little brother. I knew that he was meant for more. Much more.
So I will not kill him. If he ever turns bad like he thinks, I'm not going to do it. I'm his big brother.
Even if it kills me, I'm going to save him.